I'm afraid my goals don't align with yours;
yet feel our souls click so perfectly.
I've resolved myself to observing the world
and watching you with the girls I imagine how great we could be.
But I'm locked into place.
Another cog in this death making machine.
I think I'm losing my face;
I'm definitely losing my steam.
I fear I set course for another heartache,
but don't for a second think I'm calling you a mistake.
The faults are my own..
I'm just trying to build a place to call home.
I know further engagement would be irresponsible,
but when you talk with that silk woven voice I find redirection impossible.
When we meet and embrace it's hard to stop the fall,
but I can't find the brakes and the engine won't stall.
I fear I'll only take up space in your cluttered apartment.
Just a bulky suitcase, a leftover fragment.
You've so much at stake and I've nothing to lose.
I'd hate to see that pretty face wear me like a noose.
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 12:53 PM UTC
I'm afraid my goals don't align with yours;
yet feel our souls click so perfectly.
I've resolved myself to observing the world
and watching you with the girls I imagine how great we could be.
But I'm locked into place.
Another cog in this death making machine.
I think I'm losing my face;
I'm definitely losing my steam.
I fear I set course for another heartache,
but don't for a second think I'm calling you a mistake.
The faults are my own..
I'm just trying to build a place to call home.
I know further engagement would be irresponsible,
but when you talk with that silk woven voice I find redirection impossible.
When we meet and embrace it's hard to stop the fall,
but I can't find the brakes and the engine won't stall.
I fear I'll only take up space in your cluttered apartment.
Just a bulky suitcase, a leftover fragment.
You've so much at stake and I've nothing to lose.
I'd hate to see that pretty face wear me like a noose.
