Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

My words set, time to unload.
Upload, then let, time finish the download. 
Bring that, forget about that.
Get ready, time to cue the next part...

Losing it and removing it,
Wish somehow I knew another way
Yet every which way
Dons, replay that replay
Rub him the wrong way
Tell him he's worthless because all his time be invested
In keeping up talking
For he never wanted to seem uninterested.
When's it finally going to be the right kind of end?
I feel trapped in a constant state of suspend.