Down in Writing

Gathered up my things
Stumbled through the words
For the last time
Never was one for
Letting it show
That I was tied
Better keep it slow
Through the cold nights
Still much the same day
With a different state of mind
 
Yielded to the wind
Let it pull me in
Without warning
Started up this war
Never could restore
What should’ve happened
Sat alone stayed at home
Instead of running
Justified the yet to come
For something down in writing
 
I have no place to be right now
What harm in letting it take
And it’s all a dream anyhow
About time we used the mistakes