Eggshells
Like the eggshells,
That dig into the soles of my feet,
And tentative friendships,
That I never could manage to keep,
Thread can't fix a soul's rips,
And in a meaningless efforts to mend a rift,
A cycle times infinity
You sow what you reap,
It is what it is
So take a big leap,
And tell me what you see,
Over the ledge
And if you live through it,
Tell me what you hit.
© Aubrin
That dig into the soles of my feet,
And tentative friendships,
That I never could manage to keep,
Thread can't fix a soul's rips,
And in a meaningless efforts to mend a rift,
A cycle times infinity
You sow what you reap,
It is what it is
So take a big leap,
And tell me what you see,
Over the ledge
And if you live through it,
Tell me what you hit.
© Aubrin