Grip reality

             Hard

Wake up

                   How do you hold on to something?

          Trip it

I’ve been trying to forget you

          Since I got into his car

    Holding your sobs and

      Feeling your scar

 

         If you ever meet someone

And they are the most fucking

    Amazing person you have ever met

Hang on as long as you got

Because the culture 

      will change

         Everything that 

             they brought

Into this world

 not the same

               As they are takin out

                           the chemicals

 

Just mesh in a way that my

Brain feels at

complete

Ecstasy

Woodpeckers 

twiddle their

Large beaks and make a beat

©That Poetry Book 2023 by Ze Lynxy Rose; Lauren Clark