done is done

there's no try, but i'm trying

looking past what's left inside
much less than more, it's possible
to end what's been had before, leave but a fossil.

this is just like your first swim, (dive in)
the new water feels strange at first, i know.
a new face, windows shut with a lock
be a part of it and die. but never try.

the rocket waiting to launch,
the countdown lost in a series of modular knobs and light
this rock floats through space, a waste.

I've never felt so good

when the past has passed on
when will i let go..........

i wish i knew.