A Stormy Prison Turned Mercilessly Stubborn

i hardly recognize the brand new you the fog has changed me and left my canvas monotonous you remind me of the day we first met i was a streetlight transient sneezing out prayers you were the apple of everybody's everything i saw you as a crutch when i should have been thanking the Lord you picked me up, dusted me off, and encouraged me that i could and i would i remember the hard drop in my stomach when you opened that door ten years later i remember the wind of change turning into a stubborn storm the next day has been the rest of my life ever since you hardly acknowledge little old me i tanked, so yes i do deserve it now i'm outranked, and of course you are most beautiful when you preserve it all i can do now say whisper Congratulations! to you internally my self made prison is relentless and devoid of mercy i am a carpenter who flunked out due to massive tin and aluminum damage