Push Poem by Corey Culler

Push



You brought the fuel,
I brought the fire,
in these moments,
I give in to desire

The sun has set,
but it won't relent,
I feel like the confession priest,
'repent, repent, repent! '

But don't worry,
I'm in a league of my own,
so I won't be sorry,
when my bad side is shown

I feel it taking over,
and I just don't seem to care,
it makes me start to itch,
and makes everyone stare

My back to the wall,
stuck between a rock,
I probably shouldnt stall,
because on my door death knocks

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