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Forgive Yourself


I lend this to seldom few took decades to finally undue the knots, roadblocks, the cheap talk crooked cops, this long walk, the bricks that continued to be built at non stop to entertain my brain now insane to the blame we love to walk with our friend shame he in his own way calls me out by my real name he agrees with all they say sending me into darker days I’m bait preyed on in multiple ways dogs that play are ones who stray they have all gone their own way no one hear prays only lonely anger and bitterness stays all else part ways seems to be on replayed since fri extended weekends to pay for debts unpaid words lay us at a distance no trust between any of us just hitting sore spots always quick to become hot tempered robots when they enter they go till they explode like some sinister plot only few of them seem to know
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