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Catch Me If You Can

I'm playing detective
Trying to keep track of 
The truth that becomes even more
Elusive as I go further.
Into the depths of a psyche
Of a psychopath who's lost his way.
It is so easy to lose him
When you're in the desert, 
Thinking that your eyes and legs
Are fast enough. 
You're unprepared for this job,
Even though you still have the persistent belief.
But he knows, he can feel it
When you lose your way because
That's when he's free.
And you're the one who's chased after.
Neither of you can find a way out
Of the vast desert, you're sweating
In panic, and your thoughts have become
The blaze that you fight over.
Even if you win, you lose, and the mere thought of it
Hurts. But, the belief. It's still there.
The question is who's cold enough
To handle it. You or him, your psychopath.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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