Super Glue

Super Glue I hit rock bottom Substance had camouflaged and Calloused the woman I was I was employed by a mind manipulator And I had dug my grave and jumped in Willing to accept my fate. An escape, a cure, and unemployment Seemed impossible, far fetched, and non-existent. I wasn’t coming back. The real me had been destroyed Reduced into pieces of lies, Deceit and carelessness. I crashed into a wall There were still large pieced left… So I slowly started taping them back together …But if you get tape wet it won’t stick. Umbrellas help keep you dry, But never fully cover The chance of finding superglue Seemed inconceivable. I began to drop my found Pieces into my grave, Palming the dirt over. I was disappearing again. Who cared? I had my fate. I could see the end. I wasn’t scared. Fear is for those who can feel. The calluses began to harden once more So there I sat smiling, Here we go again. Why run this time? Running is tiring, and I’m out of shape I was ready to embrace my doom But I stumbled on my glue My pieces are sticking And I’m digging up what I buried Almost ready to kick down my headstone And return to life Now that I’ve been dead I see the beauty in life. But there will be no story book ending For this fairy tail of me. Just dusty pages waiting To be filled with something beautiful I’m Ready to be employable again Simply an easy job with no benefits.