My fingers dance and leap
Piroit and poise over these keys
I’m eluded by sleep
By thoughts such as these:
Where has the time gone?
Why has all this come to pass?
When will my dark become dawn?
Why will nothing last?
Why is being an adult so hard?
Why does my desire broil and flame?
Why has burnout left me so charred?
When can’t we treat each other the same?
When did the world go to shit?
Where are all the good people hid?
When will pass the need to take a hit?
Who will bite and bid?
They raise the stakes
I raise a white flag
They race to break
Every trace of everything I had
Why are they so cruel?
Why must we duel?
Why can’t we school
each other? knowledge pool.
Converse, reverse, at first, terse
You first, then my verse
No versus, just converse
Your shoes for my converses
Walk around in them
Tread without sound
A thousand leagues to the dark and dim
Make a noise and it’s going down
Down in the deep
Where you can’t clambor and climb
The sides are too steep
These eggshells are mines
Opportunists to blow
Poker with emotions
Don’t let your hand show
Or ensue commotion
Shrapnel in their words
Careless, wreckless, indirectness
Silent screams unheard
Verbal carnage, can’t deflect this
Why can’t we show kindness?
Why do they fight and shove?
Why do we elect for blindness?
Where is the love?
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