Life
Itself
Is at times
It’s own detour
Prepare
For what is to be expected
Blindsided
For what you should have seen all along

Age 18.
I am intangible
Nothing can stop me now.
Until something did.
Life’s little scar 
Of death
Prepared and marked upon my heart.

20 yrs old now.
I am ready to cave in.
I surrender to you.
My white battle flag
Tells my story
I lament.

23 now.
I am growing older
Wiser, smarter
I can detect your flaws
And you offer a new taste of life for me
Everyday adventures my new addiction
A passion and drive. 
I am where I want to be.
For now anyways.