Tremors

I stare at you worn out and exhausted as i struggle to find something to say, I’m curious as to how you will justify the things you did today, My words slowly drip out of my mouth like a leaky faucet, In shock and disbelief it seems you have completely lost it, You’re not naive gullible or dumb so why the bullshit sideshow, Of saying things you never really meant to keep it on the low, Your broken pieces never did seem to glue back together right, Though it’s only noticeable under a certain kind of light, But this past will slowly creep back up to haunt you because your ghosts never really died, They just hovered around as you ran away to hide, Always remember that you can’t keep this up forever, That broken fragile ego will fall again and break from the tremors.