Comeback
Made of broken glass
And false prophecies
I sharpen my elbows
With a rustic knife
Bone on bone
Until I can puncture the wall
Ice, stone, both
Locked into a battle
A thought on the brink of death
Reflecting off my sharpened glass
I see you
I see you
Standing atop the ticking clock
I'll give you a hand
A moment of my time
Life will bend and crack
But I'll hold on
I'll try
Even if I fall
I'll catch myself on my sharpened elbows
Sharpened with a bone saw.
Monday, January 21, 2019
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Poetic Movie Review of The Proposal
There are three types of RomComs There's the ones that are corny The kind that are raunch and porn-y Then there's ones filled with ...
-
Kong is being held against his will Humans need his help with Kaiju They strap him to a big ass boat And Godzilla attacks from the ocean f...
-
Here is the second choice of Contractual Obligations, which will be the only multiple choice novel in existence. B. You went to sign the ...
-
It is definitely against the law to pirate DVDs, this much is true. Probably. I'm not a cop, so I can't tell you what is and isn...