lie down in sweet liberation

twenty-seven years of heartache heartbreak
the occasional burst of laughter and beauty
your girlish figure slowly going rounder
softer with marriage and children and ice cream
it’s been a long way home for you
waltzing barefoot down this road full of rocks

your heart still pounds against your chest
but every so often
it pauses to reflect on your own mortality
are you happy were you every truly happy
the answer is probably not as much as you thought
but the night is coming to veil the day
so lay your bones on these alabaster stones
lie down in sweet liberation from the flames
of morning and rest inside your mind