My Unstable Poetry

The Tears On Every Corner

You blur, too fragile

You feel, glass shatters

You dance,  tripping over yourself

You call, only complaining about love

You restart, finding there are too many road blocks

You hug, touching of warmth and reassurance

You stare, afraid who's stomping at midnight

You eat, the last time only

You listen, not finding anything

You walk,searching for any eyes

You cut, people fleeing to your side

You yell, no sign of the ghost of your life three miles away

You sit, now tell yourself that God or whoever you believe in will push you

You wait, pushing takes patients for your life

You hope, getting controlled like a toy car but enjoying it

You die, that should be the end of the life you wanted to live