On the Lisp Of It All

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Cut throat, I was only slicing a precise amount of my own when I saw you,

I was questioning everything,

But then I thought you’d come back so I waited,

And I pulled out a chair and sat down, watching the screen fade to black,

The screen that continued, flashing on and off at times,

I was walking on a little jagged line; stumbling and tipping and tripping,

I couldn’t control my balance and you know that,

I didn’t want to sit and watch; an observant in a park,

I was resilient in my hope and faith, keeping it close by my side, my heart beating on the very crescent of its existent,

Your eyes are my moons, though we have only one; I have two,

Something changed,

Maybe it’ll switch back, come on and switch back,

Love me again,

The string from the sun came short,

And now I can’t climb up to the sun, killing myself,

I can’t do it anymore,

But I know I don’t need to be doing that anymore,

There are a lot of people that care about me and it’s just too much at stake,

But lately, I haven’t been caring and somehow I do care, my legs are ready to run faster, the quickness that I’ve been building up since day 1,

Day 1; when you came into my life.