…
Feeling loose.
Feeling blue,
much like the sounds,
of a groovy blues tune.
But today was tough.
But today was rough,
much like the brush,
of a burning trust.
So, welcome to hard
times…
welcome to dark skies,
welcome to a world with
more lies.
More lies… than a
fine line.
Having a confused mind,
it’s too easy to come by.
I say I’m fine…
but I just can’t find why…
why a confused mind…
why?
…
Frozen lips,
empty thoughts,
and a broken kiss.
It’s easy to miss,
when feeling bliss.
And why?
Why can’t I feel…
when I want to feel.
And why?
Why can I feel…
when I don’t want to
feel?
It’s a confusing world,
filled with not enough
murals.
In an instance, I feel like
a swirl.
Waiting to go down, in a
god damn twirl.
…