18/36 'Exit'

if one were to exit
some parts will stay
those will stay until my permanent bed is there
for me to rest and lay
cherish the memories from day to day
as i lay in dismay lost and confused


shriveled slivers whistle on through with jolts of shivers to wake on up
left for dead with a goal to reach and win your love is my triumph
stand up straight with eyes forward towards the line up
keep on going and going even after times up
no matter how many hairs stand from the spine up
until amber to flame know that my feelings always remain the same
as you are a meaningful stain in my heart that isn’t detrimental pain