Tag: an opinion on anything

Running Late

Time takes
Time
All the time
And you are running late

Maybe it’s time to regroup
 Or re-draw the tribes
 As there’s no breaking the echo chambers

Then almost immediately
 Drowsiness breathes heavy
 A surrender flushed in

Running against a blurry view
Is a thing I once thought I knew
As love
Is beating
Me in my own game

There’s nothing stronger than a made up mind…

Phrased this woven thought
The cackle was nervously
Thrown ‘cause they just thought the tone
Was begging for a comedic reaction

And that’s a good day
Filled to the brim
Spilling to whatever
Tomorrow brings

I open the fridge
My fresh
Peddler of filth

The never enough
Is too much to bear
Sometimes

Fate is a line
You agree to
Knowing the next day it may not be fulfilled
Laid odds on the table
Willfully ignored