Saturday, November 28, 2015

PUSH

Push
I can feel myself pushing

Trust

Grasping for any reason to distrust

Search

Any flaw in your story, your face, or your boring

Life

How do you know who to trust or to break or to let break you

Broken

How many promises do you believe before all promises are empty

Holes

In your stories. I just wanted a mild cheddar. This swiss cheese is exhausting.

Tired

Swerving trying to avoid these pot holes of lies that create a crossword puzzle of truth

Crazy

There’s no doubt in my mind that I’m in anyway sane, chasing ups and downs and all arounds

Catch

Trying to catch a snake it tightens and pulls and then I’m standing on a chair and it’s turned into a noose

Push
 

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