Hazy Acres

Woke up before they sing 

Darkness 

Running minds running for it 

Places where you reach until it breaks 

Slipping through your finger 

And then again as you build up expectations 

You do it to them too 

Everywhere 

As yourself sits on a fence 

Missing the mark that you have set to miss 

Intentionally 

Without knowing you did 

How could you do that to you 

This person you grow with 

And have held in the troubled waters 

Pushing through quicksand 

To hear a door close

Sending you back down again 

Yell I quit 

Watch the words run down your body 

Challenging your purpose

You yell at you time and time again 

How could this be 

To not know how to be kind

To you

With the same mind that is kind

To others 

Mostly 

Wicked tricks planted to fall in 

Set by you to disturb such progress

Or to intensify existence 

A maddening hour to comprehend 

How could this be

When the physical has nothing left

And the mind has given in 

You belong to the hate you have carved out 

For yourself 

Wanting a change that will never come 

As you hold it so hard 

Watching like the lions watch 

Every inch must be perfect

And every angle smooth

As you build the home on the edge 

Speaking the edges language 

With scars lining the invisible maze 

Drawn by you

Patrolled by you 

Constitutionalized by you 

What have these dogmas done

Tucked inside a sheep’s clothing 

Rabid dog 

Eating the truth

Eating you