What Happens

What happens when I live true?
Will I survive longer than my heart flew?
Will my honest desire of life's pure fire drive me completely and totally inside out?

What happens when I fall down?

When I fall so hard I cannot get up.

I Don't know.
I never have.
however
Still.

My Life needs to be WRITTEN
complacency SMITTEN
and time FOUND

I don't write when I don't feel like writing
I don't take flight until I stop fighting
I can't write until I stop fighting
for the paper-
the paper needs smiting from my effervescent pen.