Kacie B. Sharpe

Poetry, short prose, & general musings.

It’s time to go

But I long to stay

Why must we go back

Towards obligations

Waiting for me like

Mercenaries in the night.

I know it is what must be

Rhythm and responsibility

If I were to stay

I would fade away as a mist

You have things for us to do.

Give me

Courage to keep going.

PC: Will Sharpe