Fools

I wrote your favorite rhymes.
I can spit em out on a dime.
I've searched.
I searched...

Please let this take over,
this feeling that I run from.
This is tearing me apart.
A brand new start?
A call with no answer.
Just wanted to prove that you're there.
I started a new dialogue,
that broke my heart.
It made me new today...

And a random thought.
I mixed the feelings of yesterday.
I saw them walk in different directions,
with a lie packed in every one.
This was so far from who I am,
and I'm passed out on your couch.
Hiding in the nook and cranny of your house.
This is my dialogue.
It's covered by what's hidden.
Hate and fear are so smitten.

These are the ramblings...
of a fool who is stuck on replay.
Writing,
Singing,
Saying,
Typing,
and drawing.
Out some sort of truth to his lies.