An Overwhelming Odessy
Peaking through the keyhole
At the mysteries behind.
Trapped inside, no control
As thoughts float in mind.
Gazing at what I stole
As confusion is confined.
On the night time patrol
Protecting the stories I lied.
The disorderly explanation
Of my committed crimes.
Everything has just begun
More will happen some time.
Soon there will be none
Things will be sublime.
Once everything is done
Obstacles will be climbed.
Standing next to doubt
Staring at my own ruins.
Eyes opposite to drought
Deprived of glee and grins.
An unbearable, new route
Constant quivering chins.
Discombobulation, a sprout
Growing beneath their skins.
Should have bolted that door
Now look at all that's happened.
They want a piece of me or more
There's nothing I can comprehend.
I won't give up like I did before
My reputation is soon to end.
Rumours travel faster, hard to ignore
Hate to have to leave a loyal 'friend'.
Copyright © Writing Muse | Year Posted 2024
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