obscure untitlement
7.14
the likelihood this feeling will go away
somehow seems far-fetched today
day in and day out, nothing changes
somehow in my mind, there's been some rearranges
to presume all of this is deeply one sided
somehow tells my heart that he and my head have indefinitely collided
i wish i could just run so far away
somehow i know today will not be the day
if only i could make you understand
somehow something tells me you all too well comprehend
is it evident that it shows on my face?
somehow i know it is essentially little more than pleural space
you sacrifice little; your response is superficial, shallow
somehow i think you care not, guess that leaves me callow
in due time, this ill-blooded taste will soon mollify
somehow my true intention's are unreliably disqualified
to be continued.... ;)