Full of doubt
Waiting with out.
The tears comfort themselves now
Because I’m always such a fool
For how words form
In that beautiful mouth.
I’m sodden now with
All the things you can’t with.
Even showers neglect to clean me
Before dusk falls on my thoughts.
My heart sings believe
My smart mind knows better
No matter how much your touch
Brings life back to my shatteredness.
Why rolling heavy losses up mountain tops,
As I wait for years of time to finally catch up.
Even I was unaware the torture
Would eventually turn on itself.
Nothing left of this field of sweet
smells, black top, and hopeless tires rolling as intended wanting to miss
the boulder set to meet me at sunset with only a man running the
opposite direction instead of
towards the helplessly lost.
Brace for impact.