Hanging in there

Keeping on the keeping on
of the keeping on
of the hanging in there
for representation of the what else are you going to do
as you can't lay down and die
as you know you must live to the fullest or you lie
lie
lie to yourself about all the stories you have ever told yourself
about going on and not cheating yourself out of no more days.
No more days lived looking back
and into the past with a real serious idea that you know what's going on.
You thought you knew but you didn't.
You thought you were winning
but turns out you didn't even know the score
or what the game was that was being played
and you were skating on thin ice
and then came the day it caved in
and you started to freeze
your emotions jumped into hold,
waiting for the sunlight to take hold,
and so you actually saved yourself without even knowing it.
And you didn't even step on the rusty nail.
So all that time, all those days,
no matter what the ice man had said,
it could have been worse.
Keep hanging in there.
What else are you going to do?

(An obscure poem written in an obscure moment
my Miss Roxie)