Written in response to what one beautiful lady continually told me through our romanticism |
To those who do not understand the quote: I'm five steps ahead within anything. Three of them are wrong...meaning I'm completely over thinking the situation. Moral being I need to chill the hell out, and just live. “You’re five steps ahead and three of them are wrong.” My mind persistently races, relentless with paranoia: Seemingly it wanders places—throughout all the indiscriminate faces. Thinking, drifting, and migrating— throughout all the haphazard places. Thoughts, judgments, and opinions—my mind obstinately embraces. Suspicion, mistrust, and fear: My mind incessantly chases. “You’re five steps ahead and three of them are wrong.” I must sit back, relax—lighten Up— and wind Down. Breathe deep, ease up, and let go—accept the unknown. Acknowledge, accept, and concede—forfeit to the profound. If not—within inappropriate conclusions: I shall drown. “You’re five steps ahead and three of them are wrong.” I shall seize this throughout Life, and take delight in Life’s mystery. The astonishing, dreadful, marvelous, and horrendous: All of Life’s scenery. I shall confiscate this phrase; enclose every characteristic inside my psyche: My first robbery. As reinforcement, we WILL be together: To Hell with adultery. “You’re five steps ahead and three of them are wrong.” An expression She created. A phrase to her it does belong. Leaving me heels over head: My sentiment so strong. Oh I miss you so much; I’m to make it renown, My hearts’ filling up; displacing my feet off the ground. I’m releasing my trepidation and opening up to the unknown. “You’re five steps ahead and three of them are wrong.” |