Running With Scissors
I’m running with scissors
Fighting against the Lie of Life
Losing myself along a ribbon road
Filled in darkness.
I’m running with scissors
Across the Bridge of Deceit
Flooded in the River of Time.
I’m running with scissors
Nearing the end of the ribbon of life
Wrapped in shrouds upon shrouds
Of lies and unspoken Truths.
I’m running with scissors
Through my Life’s ribbon
Ripping it into shreds
With my dull, tear-rusted blades.
* I enjoyed writing this one. *
