She Writes It

All I own on the lawn
Outside my best friend’s house
All I was sold for ones in my pocket
One by one, here and gone
The scene is emptied out
All that I said I wanted emptied out

Windows down, driving south
Trailing the casualties
Broken hearts, razor sharp on the pavement
“Warning: girl on the run from someone else’s dreams”
I can save me or save them; I’m so sorry

So I come to the end of a page
This story’s not done
And in my hand there’s a pen to write it
There’s only one way to find out what comes next
Our heroine takes her pen and she writes it

Boxes high, brand new life
It’s up to me to fill
No one left here to ask for permission
Do or die, on a wire
A twisted kind of thrill
Traded predestination for brazen will

Is this a tragedy? Satiric comedy?
Whatever, it’s up to me
It’s still a mystery, this non-fiction fantasy
Maybe it’s a great love story

SHANNON CURTIS

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