I’m the shell shocked lover with a bullet ridden mind,
A labyrinthine tale of woe and highs you’ll ever find.
Don’t hold me tight in the night I may just explode,
Or fall to pieces slowly over the years I reaped then sowed.
So I don’t know if you can hear over this plane crash,
Maybe you shouldn’t hang around while I burn and flash.
I could say I love you but I’m not sure which voice said it,
I feel it coming again but you and me baby are a tight fit, will we split… Or fight these mindless demons and stick!
D August 2018