It’s a little sick
When you become an addict
Seeking out that moment
Right before you step off of the cliff
Just because you covet the fall
But you want the crash
Most of all
What is life?
When it is all fight or flight?
Hyper-vigilant always ready
You can’t hear the song
If the beat is steady
No, life is like jazz
The notes all have their own will
And it is the ones that you don’t hear
That can kill
And they can and will
But you are waiting for them
In that peaceful moment
In the eye of the hurricane
Right before you run
With a battle cry into the rain
You will fight
You will fly
Hell in this
Or some other timeline
You might die
But you want it
Exhilaration
That moment when you step out onto the stage
And the lights come on
Inspiration
Bring me the challenge
Move those mountains
Bring me the bedlam
Forget taming it
I want to be along for the ride