Am tired of all these fibs that everyone sows
These stitches in my bones
One is now loose
And am losing all my sanity
All my senses
And all my toes.
My adversary knows it all
But they don't use it for my fall
Only to torment y days of hope
I know we are both wrong
But please let them fall
I may be foogged
Mystified by all the colors of this world
But that doesn't mean I don't know pain
It means I ignore its fate
Apologies to the unknown
You'll know when you crawl
YOU ARE READING
THOSE THOUGHTS THAT CRAWL
PoetryFor all those who can't shut off their minds and those who are simply existing.
