I can’t tell you why

There are words that have muddled through the back of mind that have never been vocalized
I can’t tell you why
Sometimes it all just seems downhill
And the climb up feels like being stabbed by nails that haven’t been sharpened much
I can’t tell you why
Some sentences just get slippery on the tongue and fall out like misguided steps on an icy sidewalk
Just trying to hold themselves up
You’re soft like a teddy bear
But what they don’t tell you is that even teddy bears come with warning signs
You just need to find the tag
Most likely located on the arse of her
Sometimes I’d just rather be silent and have no one question me
I can’t tell you why.




Mandy Joy Poole View All →

Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.

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