i to i

i bust my mind turn after turn
subpressing .my soul .fire u start yes you.
say you dont know.over like a turning wheel it is said .
out you play you con
like the super sub dye matic it does not excisit.
picking up small ficks of will
standing up you have made i.not like you.
smiles and stabbing punching and clawing
to total silence.
whats the meaning
of your madness
another run away .
you are not young any more.
remember to beware of what you fear the most.
as child to grownup.
you live and learn from front to back .
you are what you are no if ands are butts.
©p.wolf