But I Made It Back

I didn’t make it,

But I made it back.

My friends all say I’ve changed,

But there’s a reason for that;

It was a quick trip to a quiet place.

It was a few flips in a flaming cage.

I didn’t make it,

But I made it back.

It was a long drive.

It was heavy eyes.

Under darkened skies,

I lost sight of the line

Between here and there.

I didn’t make it,

But I made it back.

They might call it a miracle.

As a matter of fact,

They might call it divine intervention.

For many a soul

Had been lost on that road,

At the busiest of city intersections.

And they never make it back.

But I reasoned softly in truth,

With the guard at a certain

Toll booth;

Wrong was made right,

And fantasy made fact.

I didn’t make it,

But I made it back.

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