Nobody But You by Charles Bukowski

an adult hanging on a thread of life waiting to be saved

nobody can save you but

yourself. 

you will be put again and again

into nearly impossible

situations.

they will attempt again and again

through subterfuge, guise and

force

to make you submit, quit and/or die quietly

inside.

nobody can save you but

yourself

and it will be easy enough to fail

so very easily

but don’t, don’t, don’t.

just watch them.

listen to them.

do you want to be like that?

a faceless, mindless, heartless

being?

do you want to experience

death before death?

nobody can save you but

yourself

and you’re worth saving.

it’s a war not easily won

but if anything is worth winning then

this is it.

think about it.

think about saving your self.

your spiritual self.

your gut self.

your singing magical self and

your beautiful self.

save it.

don’t joint the dead-in-spirit. 

maintain your self

with humor and grace

and finally

if necessary

wager your life as you struggle,

damn the odds, damn 

the price.

only you can save your

self.

do it! do it!

then you’ll know exactly what

I am talking about.