"Unsure" Poem
Unsure
I don't where I am
I am not sure where I am headed to
But I am 2 shots in, 3 shots thin, with a fore-shot grin and a friend or two
The five scars on my skin, the six bars that I've been and the seven stars that I named with you
The eight years and the end, the fears and the sins, she'll reappear but when, I'll be saved but by who
I called her pretty, but she kept building walls.
I'd buy her a city, but she doesn't return calls
I guess it's the pity that she has for someone else
But I loved you more than I ever loved myself
You said you are done with no reason on the shelf
You said you are done when I said I need help
I don't know if I want you, it messes with my head
Can't think with your heart when your heart is deemed dead
"I guess I am struggling, I guess it's not meant"
I guess you are puzzling over the conditions you invent
I'd love a scenario where after years I call you strange
I'd love a script where I am not the one locked in a cage
I'd love a book where I am not the missing page
I'd love a story where I can be evil for a change
