Day: Apr 19, 2021

I know this silly story like a bland Bible verse.

You offer me comfort – the inside of a hearse.

Because the ease you preach is a fine excuse

For worshiping nothing else but your abuse.

And your teeth get sharper every damn morning,

I have to run on empty to chase the four winds.

Your lips keep smiling but they feel loaded

With chemicals that would kill me like a rodent.

But I’m not the rat that you’ve been hunting,

You always seem oblivious to this one thing:

If you want to see your true enemy clearer,

You simply have to take a look in the mirror.

-JW