Poetry

Sew

You, me and the devil
Progress and pointlessness
Heartbreak and emptiness
Oh, how the blood drains
From the heart to the brain
Oh now in my eyes you see the
Brokenness and the need
That you instilled in me
So.
Sew me up and dress me kind
Trimmed and beautiful
One of a kind
And one in the mind to tear this whole damn world
New and exciting there I stand
A penicale of blue
You, me and the devil
I'm the one who got screwed
But that's old news
~the fool