I fear the day my arms betray the rest of my body
The day where the razors shine is just so bright I need to dim it with me
The day where the rattle of the bottle is too loud and the only way I can silence it is putting them in my mouth
The day where the road looks too comfortable and I can just lie there for ages
The calm before the storm or better yet the storm before the calm
I don’t fear that day anymore
I invite it