Rotation

Kyle Stamp

Ive out lived all the memories,
Snow melted away and fresh pine grew in fragrance,
A new year comes around but the bad habits still remain,
Smoking cigarettes throughout the unnecessary miles,
Was this what we were hoping for?
Five miles away but a lifetime apart,
Observing love from afar,
White knuckles and clinched teeth trying not to stand,
Witnessing disaster,
Feeling it all the same,
From the pacific to the heartland comes the black & grey,
This is the last straw and the short end of the stick,
Life’s not unfair just hard to believe sometimes,