Ten seconds backwards

I fell from the open hand
“bitch you shouldn’t have bee standing there”
He was rushing to get somewhere I was in the way
“you ain’t priceless”
Flea marketing itself

Still holding on
The possibility of god
Turn right instead of left
Broke
that irreplaceable vase
saw it soul in the pieces
Mama will forgive me after the beating
Funny how we keep moving forward
With the ability to heal
Cuz the soul has no boundaries
And the body wants to survive
It’s the spirit that’s suicidal

When humans-being do wrong
Meant to make mistakes
“he said you so beautiful”
Slid in without a doubt
But your head said maybe I should question
Saving him
Or me
But you thought saving him cuz you were clean
He slid in but did he think the same
Ten seconds backwards
Pushing
That lifetime forward
Was he trying to save you?
or was he dead
dead dick
they should call them dead dick
the anything goes crowd
Ten seconds backwards in hindsight
Monday morning free clinic regret
Fucking dead dick