I thought I was tired but I’m still awake
Mind not racing, nothing here at stake
Just awake, body tired, mind quiet
Words to type, something, not a riot.
I thought I was tired but I’ve just had enough
Of people, of trying, of love and all that stuff
Is that not a mantra to protect my ego
Because I just keep getting left alone?
Yes I know I chose to not be with you
Or you, or you, but you chose someone new
And you I’ve just met but I can’t say for sure
If I act out of fear, or pride, or something pure.
Strip it all away, strip it back and look maybe,
Could there be something I can’t yet see?
Desperation though, or am I in denial?
Is this just a joke or a serious trial?
I can’t trust my head and I can’t trust my heart
Can’t trust anything that’s falling apart
So I can’t trust you, and you can’t trust me
And that’s just the way it will always be.
© Kris Blackburn 27/07/2015