He’s eventually approaching, as he gently tip toes and hits floors with gripped souls his lips cold
And mentally he’s frozen, with jigsaws they disclose and withhold like fixed roads that explode
And his energy is focused, till it was lost in the mist, and caught with a fist and tossed in abyss
Now his identity is hopeless, the façade of existence in the falsest of bliss in a closet of risks
I’m stuck between a cross roads
A GPS can’t navigate a lost soul
But honest, I’m really bad at decision-making
I digress, with the process of elimination
A giant, fork in the road has me sick of waiting
I promised, to choose a path now I’m slipping on the slickest pavement
I’m trapped, but I made my own prison cage
And when I found my home it came with an eviction page
They say two heads are better than one, but then I’m headed in the wrong direction sweating to the reddest of suns
And mentally he’s frozen, with jigsaws they disclose and withhold like fixed roads that explode
And his energy is focused, till it was lost in the mist, and caught with a fist and tossed in abyss
Now his identity is hopeless, the façade of existence in the falsest of bliss in a closet of risks
I’m stuck between a cross roads
A GPS can’t navigate a lost soul
But honest, I’m really bad at decision-making
I digress, with the process of elimination
A giant, fork in the road has me sick of waiting
I promised, to choose a path now I’m slipping on the slickest pavement
I’m trapped, but I made my own prison cage
And when I found my home it came with an eviction page
They say two heads are better than one, but then I’m headed in the wrong direction sweating to the reddest of suns
( Frak & Nicky C )
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