If I slip off the track
You might think that I tripped
I might be laid back
But I lean forward real quick
This world is messy
It’s all tricky and dirty
Wants everyone to forget we
Have plenty to worry
About where we’ve been
About where we’re going
About the wages of sin
And the whole of unknowing
Traipsing on the edge
Teetering on the fault line
While we’re flirting with death
We’re ignoring the incline
Everything shifts
And the other shoe drops
For moments, nothing exists
And the world seems to stop
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (2)
So, it seems is life and the living of it.
so powerful words