"criminating" poems
These 0200 mornings
starting the day
before even resting from the last
my mind races
calling forth all the seamless tales of old
These tales -> play
mistakes -> play
lies -> play
truths -> play
shes -> play
the criminating flashes propose punishment
a broken heart, trust in no one, faith only in deception, These mornings
all is not enough to appease my accuser
that is fine because These accusations were not placed face to face
These are just tales that repeatedly punish
a broken heart, trust in no one, faith only in deception, These mornings
a broken heart, trust in no one, faith only in deception, These mornings
a broken heart, cracked, and bleeding
These mornings
are you happy?
Dec 28, 2013
Dec 28, 2013 at 2:54 AM UTC