I See It's A Journey Just To Hang Around Poem by Mark Heathcote

Never-wanted a shadow any drama following
never wanted anything fake - how disappointing
never-wanted ever-to-be washed, be baptised
never wanted to fall out of love or be reconciled.

Never wanted to chastise a child or become angry
Never-wanted money beyond having a full granary
never wanted to break a heart hurt a living soul
never wanted to be that bully, demanding-control.

Never-wanted to miss a sunrise, become a sloth
never wanted to break a promise or an oath
never wanted this pensive sadness, this melancholy
never-wanted depression or to resemble a zombie.

Never-wanted to attempt to take my life, abandon God
never wanted to be buried or my ashes in a coffee-pot
now I'm here I, see it's a journey just to hang around
at times life can feel like a commit hurtling inbound.

But now I'm so happy to be here close to you
forgetting who I am, what I've been, without you.
Never-wanted a shadow any drama following
but now I'm with you nothing is too imposing.

My body sighs; it's singing I'm grateful for all of this…
I'm-grateful for the moonlight each starlit abyss
when I look into your eyes and feel our fault lines
touch and collide, it's-like-everything has to crystallise.