BOLT

Running as fast as I could

Unwilling to see the truth

Facades cascading down a long winding trail

Sounds of wailing drowning out the world

 

No good for anyone

Destiny laced with fretfulness

Walking on a path scattered with broken glass

Alas my prince charming has broken through

 

Life changing experiences

Expectations defeated through weeds in my garden

Broad strokes of disappointments

Filling up that well of wishes

 

Standing up for my cause

Taking a pause to relate to yall

Oh no running from those

Bunch of losers tragically