Splitting Apart
By TribalTrouble
You’re splitting apart.
Every version that you’ve been
wants to weigh in.
Romance takes her chance.
There's a gem of truth,
You can believe in.
But doubt butts her out,
"Reality is framed
and you're the villain".
Sorrow borrows some time.
Enough to say that she,
really should be leaving.
But apathy wants to see,
that all the others reach,
the same conclusion.
So will swallows the pill,
and pacifies himself,
for the good of them all.
Drive flies with the hive.
Boredom takes a stab,
at keeping attention.
But interest goes the distance.
Confusion is excited,
to have been invited.
And lust felt like he must,
have been handed,
the wrong address.
Then torment forewent grace,
and compassion had a,
swift and violent reaction.
She held a knife,
against his throat.
She said she cares,
"So no you don't".
We’re splitting apart.
Regrets and loneliness,
are dueling in the front yard.
But fear hands you a beer,
and tells you, "love
would love to be here".
