The Web Again

The synchronicity follows me
I'm starting to see the web again
In Everything
I feel tapped in
Not that it helps me
It's just worth noting..

Like she said
That time
About the diagnosis
Were it her's
What it would be

Yeah, basically
That's me...

I can feel the undertow pulling
Welling the wave
The crest, and the break
Bubbling under 
As I try to weather
The water
Balancing between
Giving my all
And giving up...

My patterns dance before me
Mocking me,
Laughingly
Reflections in the world outside
Disguised by smiles
Signaling would be demise
But I pay attention to the divinations
Read between the lines
Following the signs
Abandoning base desires
As I wear these lies
And autopilot replies
..Quietly

I can't go on as I have
And although I see the path laid before me
I'm unable to set it down
The timing isn't right
I can see the traps
The layers of flaw..
The board and the pawn.

And her
This cracked mirror
This cloud changing with the wind
This heat rising from the wing
This shot with my beer
This whisper in my ear
This promise of all fulfilled that we feel
You are this idea of hope
The one thing I have yet to kill..

You, and I, cannot coexist
You have to die
The kiss with the fist..
The draw
Knowing there's no other way,
but to quit.
Letting go, it gets harder
Egos never die
Losers Winners never try
There's nothing for me here
No love
No hope
No future
No why
This is the death
Of what holds on inside
That which identifies
With what defines
Life

ⓒ 2017 Shawn Michael Quinn