Burgers, chips,
Ice-cream junk.
Grow your food,
nature's loving ground.
And skies raindrops,
Crashing down.
Like a bus can kill a bird,
Your choices can do to.
This isn't about food,
Or the habits of being rude.
Not anything but you.
Your decisions are endless,
And the effort..
Leaves you breathless.
Breathless?
Your crying now aren't you?
tears running down your face.
This is your fault.
"This is all your fault"
The words shattering your brain,
But why are you so sad?
The words, actions anything,
It may not be replaced.
Forgotten will become opposing,
The worry will become guilt.
Can this life's circular pattern ever be errased?
You feel the cold metal,
It's slicing through your skin!
Another decision made..
The consequences to come.
