John McChord

Year Six

If I had to tell you

About it all

Then it wasn’t really worth it

 

When I didn’t sleep

Or if I did

With one eye open

 

Barely breathing

Waiting on

That phone to ring

 

Because before

I left

The point was other people’s happiness

 

And I would

Tell you

About my time back then

 

But that

Would make it

Not really worth it

Would it?