Snow

I feel... inspired
but i feel like i have nothing to say.
so i will just write how i've been feeling
but of course crypticly.

Like a Libra and the scales
you both refuse to balance
you refuse to balance
I love you both but
you refuse to balance
say my views are biased
say it
say it after you both say you love me
then you still
will refuse to balance
accountable
you place the weight on the other scale
n never on the center
is it bc the gleam of the gold is so beautiful
that the idea of it being tarnish will tarnish
your own dreams?
make you look like a fool
so i have to sit
and dismiss
the dirt you throw on each other
and not on the center
is it too far fetched
to think
to think
to think
that it could just b gold plated aluminum
and your in the balance
and you refuse to put the blame where it belongs
but im biased right?
but i'm wrong?
no.
i'm sick of the dirt
the disruption
the discord
one accord
to simply place the responsibility where it belongs
self destruction and suicide
yeah i remember that much
both of you
you look for solice
answers
redemptions
and peace in the bottom of the bottle
and you
you fear looking like the fool
that you realize yourself to b
i love you both
but the weight must fall somewhere
and you both refuse to put it where it belongs.
snow
wen it melts
will it reveal our
infedelities?
inadiqucies?
snow
wen its now an inconvience
after the beauty of its falling
after the initial fun of the play
after making snow angels
after the snow ball fight
wen its hard
dark
frozen
and an inconvience
will you still play?
will you blame the sky and you the ground?
will you?