I couldn't turn around with nowhere else to go.

That image frightened me and tried to steer me home.

The thoughts un-remedied that swerved a right hand turn.

Into a destiny away from flames or smoky roads can't see the way back home.



If you were sent to me to inquire my life's worth.

It's a quest not new to me admire what life's worth.

And you can say to me your demeaning human value.

And that you're stuck with me here demeaning human value.



A creepy mystic hindrance of dreaming but I'm not sleeping.

I'm trying to wake up. too hyper to wake up.



A trailer park eviction of pride taken by a schoolgirl

Innocent and dumb and somehow haunts me now.



I could spend the rest of me in a hole that I can't see out

Overheads, while clutching on to heals.



But there's a double-standard comfort zone of mediating

A soul confined to losing roles.