What a mess

What a mess —

Not everyone is easy to digest .. No excuses.. I digress .. I touch the sum with callous.. Not always willing to share what I discover in between phases.. Some burdens seem to be better off unshared.. Nothing to scare you with .. Just emotions I have to interpret ..

Not everyone is easy to digest No excuses.. I digress ..

How do you show your Love .. Is there a wrong way ? I guess you would know if you felt it .. My heads always running the risk of breaking My heart .. yours too if you let it .. Nowadays it’s hard to tell ..

Easy to digest .. No excuses.. I digress..

Problem is .. I’m a problem .. Not always the reason .. I still would never do what’s been done .. even to you .. If I had a way to go back and shape it .. I would not care to change it ..

Digest that .. What are your excuses ? I digress ..

I know we are all complex Covered in issues .. It’s hard to read .. I talk in poems nobody feels .. All I can say is that this is real ..

Not everyone is willing to digest Full of excuses .. I digress ..

Collapsing.. Introverted.. Reaching for a end .. Reality I’m not grasping .. This is repeatedly occurring .. Each time I’m given more understanding ..

You digest it if you want to or not Indulge us with your perspective Anything you want to confess ?Take it in .. I digress ..

What a mess ..

Poetry by cycle of scars

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