growth? survival?

By tiredartistt

i don’t like this era

it leaves blood in my mouth

a coppery, rotten taste 

i have to swallow it

there is no other way.

so i’ll grow my teeth

and dream of better dayslet’s steal moments of time

under the bridge

where the creek flows

can you meet me there

while we wait?

i’ve grown so tired

of building

of filling in the cracks

i need a better foundation 

but there is no other way.

so i will bark and i will bite

and dream of better days

so let’s steal moments of time

under the bridge 

where the creek flows

can you meet me there,

while we wait?

just for a little while…