Slip My Mind

Do I love these girls?
Um...Maybe like soda.
Most are bubbly, and then flatten out;
attacking toothy smiles
like cavities; they’ll all erode ya.
As my watch ticks
my mind is thinking
about the time that I owe ya.
Yet before mine slips, there are mind tricks, effects of taking too much in

As each frame lessens and is boxed, I’m approached with this question…

“Where does the light begin and when does the darkness end?”

Where did the minutes go?
Too bad seconds aren't slow.
Stormed off over an hour ago- timed aggression.
Today's lesson is about patience.
Peace of mind is my newest statement.
Flight or fright; is it time to go? 
That answer, damn I'll never know.
I just do what I'm supposed to do
and it’s been so draining, no stoppage flow.

Like an innate behavior…

I feel it’s my time to shine
yeah about time to blow.
The countdowns started
don’t be nervous
that ticking you hear has a long way until it stops
or until I explode...On the surface.
It seems like destructions all I really know.
The only thing I know too well.
The one thing I understand better than myself

                                                                    -Fuego