I am distracted and disgusted
Trapped inside a ritual
I never knew I’d slipped into.
I woke alarmed,
Spoke slowly,
Yet saw no change becometh.
Then there I was: forgotten,
Within myself: outwardly,
Expecting another to change,
Or not to be,
Or be completely..
And I had nothing for my pain
For it was all consumed
By my distraction
Disgusting me.
Tag: distracted
Distracted (day 1199)
I ran into a solid wall
Ten feet by ten feet wide.
It wasn’t for any science test,
Nor for a high paying bet.
It wasn’t for a parkour feat,
Misunderstanding or drunken stupor.
No, I had my eyes diverted,
Turned, distracted.
For there she walked.