did for me

I’m not old

or at least I don’t feel that way

but there was a time

a few years maybe a decade or so

I thought I’d never get past thirty

with the pills the blades

that I took to me

& it wasn’t as tho’ others

weren’t doing their best to hurt

I’d been shot at knifed

beaten more times

than I ever want to remember

left lying in the dirt to crawl home

& the accidents motorcycles

cars just falling forever falling

wondering sometimes how I woke up

strange beds places hedges ditches

to pick myself up & keep going

& if I learned anything

in those lean hard years

it was that & only that

to pick myself up & keep going

didn’t matter if that didn’t matter to others

doing that

did for me

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