Underestimated the getting over it
Partly because the whole
Seemed too little afar
When running away from it
But I was running in a circle
This is the first round
The sky, this bubble, I was sure, sure that it
Has a gaping hole
Deemed that the scar
Will not turn green or purple
The fear set forth and abound
Underestimated getting over it
I was sure it was a switch, once flipped
Will have this place lit abound
Burn this gaping hole to the ground
It’s as dishonest as it sounds
You, as an ignored thought, should be dog gone by now
Instead, it hounds….
danDAman 