Decided, after getting irritated at a friend…to organize my files a bit. and I realized. some of my volumes have more shared than others…some have none shared. so I think I will in April do alternating posts. One of other poets poetry. and one of mine. There will be daily posts in April. There will not be my usual posts in April. That is all.
Theories, I know you got your theories I know you got this feeling Everyone’s out to get you (To get you) Faceless, enemies always faceless Somehow, you’re always blameless But that don’t make you bulletproof (Bulletproof)
You hear whispers when we’re just talkin’ See pointin’ fingers When we touch, yeah, when we touch You hear footsteps when no one’s comin’ But you keep runnin’, there’s no use runnin’
You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that It’s your back that you been stabbin’ When you gonna understand? You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
When did, when did you start pretendin’? You don’t know why it ended You think the fault is all mine (Is all mine) Mirror, you never checked the mirror Or you woulda seen the killer Starin’ right back with your eyes (With your eyes)
You hear whispers when we’re just talkin’ See pointin’ fingers When we touch, yeah, when we touch You hear footsteps when no one’s comin’ But you keep runnin’ there’s no use runnin’
You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that It’s your back that you been stabbin’ When you gonna understand? You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
You know you’re your own assassin (Assassin, assassin, assassin) You know you’re your own assassin (Assassin, assassin) You know you’re your own assassin (Assassin, assassin, assassin) You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
Ah, ah, ah, ah
You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that It’s your back that you been stabbin’ When you gonna understand? You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
My 2 Cents –
Self sabotage… lately and the closer to my birthday it gets… the more I feel like I am fighting with this. I know that I am not the only one that struggles with this problem.
It’s Sunday. I usually do my publishing/blog/writing based responsibilities on Sunday… but it is also Joe’s birthday. So, I am squeezing in what I can before I go to bed. Then I will be spending the day with him and trying to get the rest of the week playing catch up. Next week I will be AWOL as the 13th is my day.
I actually have ideas for this week, mostly. Wednesday is the iffy…but I may come up with something by the time I get there.
If I find that I am feeling froggy I might try to do something after the 13th as far as posts but regardless I will return to work on the following week.
Also…in addition to my own release of Internal Battlefields, my middle child, NK Xero, is looking at releasing a poetry book in April. (With Fae Corps Publishing of course). Also I am hoping to do the same thing I usually do and post a daily poem. I’m hoping to try to do some new ones ☺️
