Mistake it.

Mistakes are always made, no one person can say i have never made a mistake without it being a lie.

 

Sometimes, we don't say what we feel.

If that feels right, eventually, we

shrug it off as it's no deal.

I'll be shocked when your blood taste like

pressure.

I feel my feet on the rocks

Looking for the cure.

How is it right living with lies?

Our insides of no feelings like fire

but we are not easy on the eyes.

Our hearts a known lier,

our tears a falling desire.

Let's pray for mistakes

to turn into miracles

over night.

 

Now slow down.

Is this what we need now?

Now slow down.

Is this what we need now?

Now slow down.

Is this what we need now?

 

 

Now think of this a trick

Clothes your eyes.

Lick your lips.

Reviews

[Emily]

nice piece. The rhythm and flow work very well together.

[Jill Wallflower]

This is good. i really love the way its written

[Solidad]

"I'll be shocked when your blood taste like
pressure."
A play on words its coy and I'm impressed. You do it a few times in this piece. You've evolved quite a bit since last I read your work and I have to admit you've become one hell of a writer. :)

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

fascinating!