barstool poetry.

“Turn”

If there’s one thing in my life I’ve learned,

It’s that there exist some corners that can never be turned.

I will always find myself stuck in the bend,

And unable to see my life through to its end.

But a straight path is hardly what I wish.

I want no stocking of the lake that I fish.

A life without troubles is worth no life at all,

For I know I can never reach the top without taking the odd fall.

And to you my beloved beholders do I wish to relay,

That it is only in the face of death that true life does lay.