One Way
Ignoring signs doesn't make it what you want. It just makes you ignorant.
Take your toll
A one way road
You hid the signs for
Time and time again
Some beneath stray branches,
A few you covered over
As if the hazard really ended
You stowed some signs
Under the overpass
One more comment
Just in passing
"Oh I'll just say--" NO.
Actually let me pass
on your bullshit
Let me pass on you steering people
Behind my back
Because when you've taken too much
And I can't anymore,
*I'm* clearly the problem
For “being cold,” giving you anxiety
(Nevermind the anxiety you gave me)
I don't care what you told them,
When every time I went home crying.
I just care that you told them lies
You left out the part where you did it again;
And I left you out of my priorities in turn
Because I only have so much mental health
And you have taken so much of it.
Yours is a one- way road.
A cul-de-sac you've built in the middle of a six-lane highway
And when people say you need to be careful--
You're affecting them and their safety
You say "oh gee, I didn't know"
While you sit on a pile of stop signs you tore right out of the pavement
Because it has to be going your way.
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Comments (1)
When speaking loudly and clearly, it seems the gloats ignore everything. Frustrations abound with bright trinkets, futilely covering gross stinks. In their vain attempts to allure with sweet words, the nose is masked in mire. Why claim they have changed for good when this fruit tree has nothing in season? Repeating broken promises, fools insist that this time, it's different. Please, show me your fruits. If you have nothing to share, I'm not interested. Goodbye, thou vain mirrors. Your images do feel a bit fake anyway. Your poetry provided a lot of illustration, Sym.