Some seriusly crappy prosa

Having no rhyme

can not be a crime

to feel like I do

I painted hearts blue

confusion of how did I get here

mumbling senseless and grabbing a beer

self cynical smile

will linger for a while

I must have taken some crazy happy pill

that tickled insides out and robbed my free will

I simply thought that I was stronger than this

then got caught up in this wonderous bliss

Now running in circles to find my way out

this must be some strange love, I have no doubt

I knew you don't want it but neither did I

I'm yours, there you have it, now I want to fly

Along the winding way, my wings all got broken

my mind piercingly searching just for a token

To find it, I best not hold this breath for too long

Grinding teeth, heads up and being strong

Sooo feeling like a total geek

while all I ever wanted is to be weak

Not in this lifetime, Miss Fortuna's just having fun

Grabbing those worn out shoes and continue to run