Back Up


No more will you find yourself in my space

Pacing with minus signs on your sleeves

Sending stress signals

Anxiety creeping

Love don’t cost a thingBut you keep buying into pain you never purchased to begin with

Silent tears you cry

Your voice rings out in an outrage

You’re too close to me

back up

You keep moving close to me

back up

Red lights flashing

BACK UP

Why do you drive from your trunk

Cruising in the front seat of my vessel minding my own business

They always come to disturb the peace I exert

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