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Field of Realizations
STRIKE ONE... here I am DYING to feel love.
STRIKE TWO... here I am just being JERKED along.
STRIKE THREE... here I am finally SEEING the truth.
Constantly, allowing myself to fall too fast.
Believing events can't possibly repeat the past.
Trust; the one thing you must think twice about.
No matter how great you think someone is... don't give away that trust.
Running around in repetitive circles & down familiar paths.
That one thing that's longed for is never within my grasp.
Not once, no... that'd be too easy.
Not twice, never... that's not enough.
But thrice, yes... ultimately seeing my own stupidity.
Lots of things change & some still remain the same.
It gets exhausting always trying to win this game.
Some could call me pathetic, or... perhaps even "emotionally young".
But I become nauseated with just the idea of love.
Sliding into home... I've learned to never fall again.
