This is where the world ends
And I begin
So why
Are you on my cloud again?
Looking down
You only see my feet
I'm up here
You don't have to reach
Your god complex
Is not invisible
Why are you always miserable?
You forced your way
Into my rhyme
Heavy heart'd on my mind
I've no solution
Just these lines
.......................................

Walking the sidewalk
His eyes caught good sight
Of the throes of stalk
Hustlers of the night

He wanted a crutch
Someone to lean on
A women's soft touch
For his love has gone

As the satin dears
Rose at every thorn
His eyes filled with cheers
As soon his star's borne

He picked out a peach
For his picnic fares
A stroll at the beach
Without any stairs

Lust the price be paid
Two Franklin's calling
Such wishes he laid
For a brief balling

It was quite a show
Her a Barbie doll
Dressed down for his dough
Taking care of his roll

When it was all done
His whistle's alive
His meat had some bone
Men's crutches she'll strive

Logan Robertson

10/19/2019

Do I know crazy
I know him well
Too much time
In and out of hell

Even the strongest
Can't keep
The sky from falling
My motor's running
My mind keeps stalling

Here I am
If there’s anything you need
My heart is racing
My brokenness is in the lead!

I always thought
Till death
we will never part

I guess
The day we broke up
Is the day
I died on the inside