No Room For Almost

I’ve lived on the edge of maybe Stood just outside the line Called it patience, called it waiting Like I was buying time Kept one foot in the doorway One foot on solid ground Never fully in the fight Never backing down No room for almost No halfway heart No nearly brave No almost start You either step in Or you don’t You either mean it Or you won’t There’s no room for almost I’ve said “close enough” too often Let “good enough” get by Watched chances fade to nothing While I justified But almost never built a fire Never changed a name Never held the line in truth When the pressure came No room for almost No halfway stand No near conviction No almost plan You either risk it Or you hide You either cross Or step aside There’s no room for almost You can live between decisions Call it balance, call it calm But the middle of the river Still won’t keep you warm I’d rather fall all in Than live just close enough I’m done mistaking almost For being tough No room for almost When the moment calls When the truth gets loud And the silence stalls You either rise Or you coast I won’t live In almost No room for almost