Friday, 19 October 2018

About some shit

The ground is always moving under my feet.
I wish it would cease.
Maybe that's why I hate escalators;
When I stand still, I would like to remain in the same place.
I'm tired of the  scene changes
But it is only when my world shifts that I write good shit;
maybe that's why I do this.
I define insanity over and over again hoping for more meaning.
I wish I could stop feeling.
But chasing mirages seems to be my default
Set in my ways of attracting strays.
Strays who would rather not be saved.
Good guys finish last;
Good girls? Well, we're left with the good guys turned bad.

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2 comments:

  1. Oghenekume .O23 July 2020 at 00:33

    lol @ that last line. It's so epic sounding, I'm wondering how true it is.

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