ALL IN

All In

Turn back now.

Dreams are just a trap, don’t take the bait. 

No amount of money can substitute for Faith. 

No number of pages can fill the vacancy in your bed,

And no amount of prose will quiet the voices in your head.

But you’ll follow this Muse, whom others call mania.

Chasing the shadow of Apophenia. 

From you, she’ll take all that is required.

Leave you broken, leave you used, leave you tired.

Because you’re not done, never done.

And when you’re too weak to walk, learn to run

As fast and as far as you can from this haunting.

Because Hope is just a paperweight for the callous and the wanting. 

What you wouldn’t give, to give up.

What you wouldn’t take, to take down,

All those stars hanging overhead. 

Close your eyes, remember what you said,

“There’s no turning back now.”

- Adam J Marcon