A Crack In The Road
Did you think I would be fine here, all alone?
What did you mean when you said forever?
Did you mean ‘until I don’t feel like it anymore? ’
You claim to know truths.
Truth is the wizard, Dorothy.
Life is the time you fell asleep in the poppy fields.
Maybe life is the time you spent in the grip of nature’s wrath
What gaul to feign knowledge and understanding.