today’s to do list:
- cry over spilled milk
- make mountains out of molehills
- beat around the bush
- beat a dead horse
- beat around the bush while beating a dead horse
my hands, oh how they pray
the knot, its starts to fray
unveiling the face to
no avail, phase two
mustering up the confidence to ask
is the very most difficult task
leave it to me to grieve over sieze
it never lasts
my heart, it just hurts
my eyes, they just blurt
saying every word i left
stray terms, convicted theft
convinced of many more
reasons my chests so sore
under my skin
thunder begins