Twists and turns
Your ideas
From my perspective
Through a different lens
Stalemate
Patterns holding steady
Frozen I startled
Like my soul had been tasered
Bridges apart
How could I possibly flee
Wildly creeping how could
I truly be comforted
Homeless without shelter
From harm
Backstreets mumbling
In confusion
A fallacy of demons
All my own became me
Signs of anger
No exit or follow through
Trying days each wasted
My fathers shameful eyes
Pierced my veil
Left me with nothing
Much to say
Raindrops like flicking
Pebbles in my mind
Skipping uncontrollably
Movements like derailing
Trains haphazards
I continually wish to
Jump in front of