Cloudy with a chance of contentment
Repeating every cliche’ in an attempt to self-brainwash
This has become more than routine
Practice makes perfect
Brain to paper.
Ask & I shall receive
It’s a burden that will follow
Hear no evil- your evil
It’s nothing but the truth
Finding myself back tracking
Like a record scratched to bits
Asking for honesty
Choking on the answers
we are what we are
& we don’t have to know what we are to be it.
scraped knees
get to your feet
this world turns on
lack of motion leads to left behind
knowledge is power
but ignorance is bliss
sew my lids shut
and seal my lips with your kiss
my head is spinning
yet i keep turning the other cheek
your eyes have told me truths
that your mouth has yet to speak
there’s no reason to hide now
barriers are no match for a warrior
i’d fight forever to keep you warm
a penny for every time
would leave me a millionaire
arms sore from being thrown in exhaustion
left here to wait
forcing a smile
i thought good things came to people of that sort
test driven onto the used lot
no beggars; no takers
like a sideways glance
of no great importance
/white/
/pink/
/blue/
balance/lift/stabilize
piss//sleep//repeat
how condescending to know
that you don’t even have control over your own damn life
if missing you was kissing you
i would never have lost your lips
the miles pull me but refuse to tear
you can see me there on the roads that lead you home
