Friday, July 6, 2012

Start Over

I stutter and stumble
the right words
already been said
I soon discover

I drifted
between life and death
excuses strangled
my lying breath

I operate
like a broken machine
convenient for me
but unplugged
to your hopes and dreams

I started to squeak
when I walk
Forgot to maintenance
my body
with the shit
I talk

Look past your eyes
to another face
So I can start over
leave this place

Copyright © 2012 Christopher Lynn Lane

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