Untitled Poem by Chase Breeden

Exceeding the bleeding
Not heeding the meaning
Of what it means to be leaning
Right up against the wall
Just waiting for your call
Getting ready to crawl because
I know im about to fall
Right back into your arms again
And now and then I'll think of when
Everything was so simple
Then it hits me that i just cant win
For losing, excusing the confusing, and
Choosing the infusing of reality and dreams
Accepting nothings what it seems
Self esteem flowing in two seperate streams
To feed the fronts that I lead to keep
What I need and believe deep within
So I pick up a pen, and let the real me flow out
So I don't have to doubt
Who I Really Am....