Your won’t believe me but OK, it wasn’t meant to be this way,
maybe I could have stopped in my tracks, listen to your say.
You saw the wall I was about drive into, no brakes on this one,
but there it is, what can I do for hurt I’ve already done?
So the past bounces around my head like dodging flying lead,
I wish I could get your face out of mind, there’s secrets no one should find.
If never stops, this assault, how’d i get this ghost, was it all my fault?
Primal chaos rules my life, anger and calm, wash over me like waves in a storm.
I need you just to take my hand and say it’s OK, instead your walking away, all of five feet to plug into the latest buzz on TV.
D March 2017