Oh save me.
From the need to;
take a second recall...
feel a second rest...
and receive a second report.
But,
isn't it what I am told?
And I am just living with that.
Like an apple going than growing,
from what is used to be.
The freshness,
from when it was plucked,
to sitting on the counter,
existing.
Time erodes,
to the core;
no question.
That's life spanning.
Twenty to thirty,
young to be free to;
take one necessary risk...
feel one for once...
and receive that one more shot of life.
It is no restart.
I just want it to start.