Fretting about my getting something from a cigarette Some sundry horror known or unknown like some I have met I do not think I have it now though I may get it yet One uncareful scaring careful one not unaware of Regretful dangers fretful strangers live or die for love Persisting to exist insisting who resist to be Trying to find meaning here within the in-betweening Of life under the threat of death to wonder about breath Out and in a doubting heart deciding there not to care When life is still forgiving I will take my chance living Giving out before I give in living up and down then To whatever I thought I was taught to but never knew Caring not caring nothing scaring baring everything If also fretting daring getting something like I do The universe is singing to me yet I get gloomy Would I could listen I should hear it sing reality Release myself from fear to just be here at must be now Sharing the moment with a flaring cigarette somehow But then again some horrors may remain unknown unmet When I would get all I could then before the either/or I do not think I have it now though I may get it yet +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII