Filling in the Blanks

The longer I stay in one place,

the more the risk grows

to stagnate in the mundane.

In these routines

that dictate my day,

And the conveniences

that dull my blade,

Deplete my drive

and slowly rub away

the purpose for my pain.

For there is no thrill

In knowing what's next.

No surprise when you are

lethargic with comfort

In your safety net.

Alive

Is the caution tape

Streaming behind you in tatters

As you run against the grain.

Alive

Is the moment you decide

Not to regret a thing.

Alive

Is the moment you connect

Take the blinders off your heart,

Allow it the option

To break if it wants.

Alive

Is real and hard.

Alive is ready

Whether you are

Or not.