This one’s Personal

As we take our seats, We lay everything down on the table. Carry our guilt, Burrow the pain, Gaze into one another’s souls as every emotion can be seen. Through the looking glass; time stands still. This table seems full, a palatable fate. What we thought we had seems to slowly fade. Utter the words…

Convenience

I am just a pencil, that needs sharpening. I am just a door, that’s opened constantly. The hinges squeak, they need be oiled. I am just a wash cloth, to wash the dirt away. I am just a basket, to throw trash away. These days feel idle, Different shades of blue are made. Tell me…

Destiny

Eyes wide shut as the truth has been placed before thy feet. A presence unbeknownst while being conscious. Deflecting what we all know is true. Living a lie just to express your truth. A truth of wanting something more. Something pure and perfect, An ideology not present during a younger adolescence. Call them crazy, call…