I found this poem that I wrote a while back and thought it went well with the previous post.
Worked You/Me
You don't want to
get deep
But we're already drowning
I know where this is going
love,
And it's down down down
I try to stay positive
about the situation.
Never let you focus
on the dark sound
all around.
Because you and I are
no different.
We're just as stupid
as the rest of them
Getting involved
Being de-evolved
into the animals
everyone pretends we aren't
Including me.
Maybe you haven't been here before
honey,
but I have.
And I don't know about you
but I hit the floor
pretty hard
every time.
How do you feel when
you don't land on your feet
when you're
beat,
at your own game?
That's my mode,
my soul.
"Is she
tougher than she looks?
Battling crooks,
criminals,
the seedy greedy underbelly?
Or is she
all bark,
with no bite left
at the end of the day?"
You don't want to get
deeper
But you're between the sheets
with me
That's as low as it gets
right now.
And I don't know a goddamn thing
about saving lives
I let you spin
your lies
while I ignore my ties
for a minute
So I can pretend
I have anything
to spare.
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