I have words to say
but I don’t know how to say them
I have lyrics to write but I don’t know how to play ’em
Its all jumbled up
in my heart and my head
Its all just mayhem
These poems I’ve read
Other people’s words twisted me round
From the path I have bled
The past feels real but the future uncertain
It all just wars, sinuous thoughts that fill me with dread
But sin, it’s a burden
Fallacious but salacious
When hero’s fall
And round back to beginning
Where words fail me.
As I have so often failed them.