Screwball's Risk

[manic_panic]

“Screwball’s Risk”

(Reed Rosson)

I feel furious while the sun waits so patiently
and partially shines in through the shady glass
Neon streaks of lightning are soon
embraced by the clouds that pass

Surreal is the night flying
through a cranky, hellish week
Sitting still feels like dying
but it’s a risk that I will take

Destined to pursue happiness
I will strive hard to be with my baby
and feel blessed inside this wicked world
Go ahead call me trainwreck-crazy

Maybe I don’t know
what I’m doing
or who I am
or where I’m going

Romance slowly grows a healthy plant in Autumn in my garden
I have it here to celebrate the novel life I’m starting
I’d rather not tell you how you’d criticize my carving
For you would only feed my ego
while my soul was starving

I know I’m on the blacklist
because I stumble
now I’m humbled
at my own risk
~

 

[New]

This disheveled patter reminds me of my own thoughts. I like it.