Why doth we go in circles
How might we get out
Answers falling silent
Tremors shaking us with doubt
I don't want your explanations
Forgotten excuses falling short
I don't want to argue
Tearing down every last retort
Drowning now in sorrow
Or something in between
Emotions and apathy
Saying all but what I mean
Negating once again
Our conflicting memories
Tear and stitch the pieces
Forgiving all but these -
Everlasting hurts
Every moment of neglect
Lost and out of sight
Touched once and all but wrecked
How might we ever get out
Endless circles we pursue
Why can't I ever break free
Absolve myself of you
You who were supposed to hold me
I who was supposed to feel
Tender love and affection
Still making my appeal -
How do I ever get out
Only, why do I even stay
Untie all the tethers
Leading me this way -
Don't, and allow all of life to fray
Another deep one I would say then I find that I have feet of clay oh maybe another way another day.
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