Free me from this Ill threat that I have so shamefully consumed
Forgive me know for imbedded blame that fires off as well
I know not  the safest place to drag my heavy sole
I wear my past like bright pastel
Camouflage by rage
I question simple melody that painstakingly remains
They talk
they talk so much
what are they talking about?
I hear only in waves
of conscious contradiction
This is apparently my life.
This I suppose is what I choose
Full of scarred attempt
I am forced to relive all that you have allowed me to create
Sarcasm strikes
Happy happy day