I am walking on the clouds.
Trusting anything that allows.
Speaking many words that are foul.
Waiting for this day to change.
I’m working on my brain today.
Praying to erase these constant waves.
Hoping to help them fade away.
Even though things were made tough.
The consistent pain is enough.
I’m working on my heart again.
Tried of everything falling apart within.
Ready willing to start to defend again.
Just wanting to remand everything.
I can only wish things were fine.
See things that always reminds.
Only if this world can reline.
Just please rewind this time.
I am working on my soul alone.
Sick of being so cold,
And having nobody to hold.
All the things you stole.
Makes me drop and fold.
All the things you’ve known.
Leaves me with nowhere to go.
You’ve sunk so low.
I am working on my trust.
Burning off this rust.
Now working on some stuff.
Doesn’t matter how rough.
But who really cares?
I’m working on human repairs.
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