Sitting here

With you just there

Wondering why

I’m ready to pull out my hair

Something’s amiss

It’s just a tremble of bliss

But I know

It’s a no go.

Things just aren’t right

Maybe it’s that my head

Is on too way to tight.

Twisted I’ve been

Never short of sin

Always shameful.

Better to walk

For all involved.

Saves all a bad break

Because that’s too much to take.

Written and hidden 6/10/2017…. I wanted to hide the power I had given away. But its back to stay. May this help another in pain.