Wisdom Teeth - Sleep Spindles

Can I learn to escape these self made dead ends?

Trapped in sheets, fears well fed

The coughs cannot leave until I count them

When my teeth crowd who will pull them out?

Mirrors fade to a different face and wonder everyday why we’re still stuck in

the same place

Whispers speak so shallowly, tangled in the webs we weave.

What secrets are

they keeping?

When my teeth crowd who will pull them out?

Mirrors fade to a different face

They haunt me everyday