its a broken movement

its a struggle in the way of the walk when side ways is the only step that can be taken tryin not to be seen.

jus sliddin thru time untouched n fleein the one thing that ever made since both in reality n in unfulfilled dreams.

its a broken movement that will never settle the pain that wont sit still long enough for comfort as the feet move.

keepin the mind pre-occupied with where theyre goin without a direction to find a helpful way to smile n cut loose.

when shit collapses the desire to try jus falls out of wills trigger defendin the hearts ageless attempt to keep its youth.

forcin the legs to kick in stride away from the stillness in an awkward phase that cuts deeper than emotion ever knew.

never lookin back when an other is lookin cuz u dont wanna be caught by the hands that beat with a tender touch of b.s.

yet peekin is a time that stands in a stare fightin self on y u were put thru avoidable misery of bein missed.

as the thump in the chest shoves down the memory feed by thoughts stuck n the pasts livin n remembered.

the lonliness is fought off but excuses made to ease the selfish lies of ones own best friend continue u hurt.

n not even motion in reverse can fix the wronged intentions that play the effect of unreasonably n purposely bein crossed.

as the head hangs sayin, id do anything to have another chance cuz the luv shared still cares n could never in time be lost.

its simply at a pause that could last a lifetime if words never break to silence of the truth that remains.

leavin an invisable hole emptied for the return of the one that calms the days battles as wars r won together again.

waitin on that moment to save the design of friends to overcome the twist thats ringin out the drips of rain.