*

As much havoc one or more can instill,
mine heart beats continuously strong will, with perhaps, as many would take momentary standstills;

& still I misplace,
time mind retrace,
over wrought then waste,
caught between weathered memories I fear never to escape;

a small casualty,
mine came to be;

neurosis streamlined onto mine,
tender age portraying weighted eyes,
insistent hovering blinds own truth,
secrets typically found within youth;

all these strangulations,
spitting mine face with perfected manipulations,
only boils bloods retaliation,
-
still working through issues,
yet...
don't think me fool proof,
all too aware 'bout truth;
I lie
&
wait to strike,
when peak reaches atop vengeful spike.