The Looking GlassesA Poem by Gray WitchHindsight being 20/20 . . .
The Looking Glasses
Something’s
not right, this I feel all around me Scared of the
unknown is a common refrain Of finding
the truth buried deeply for years Is it all in
the mind, or is it overtly obsessing?
Desperate to
ignore long forgotten compulsions Attraction I
find, or exude without knowing Fearful, I
blame my inner voices, I struggle It’s hard not
to self loath when actions betray.
Codependency
apparent desires impassioned Fears rise to
the surface to combat idle longing Raises the
need to be loved to superlative heights Choosing
wisely the issue, lacking hindsight the fact.
The undercurrent of desire remains subtly
scented Why do some
notice, react and resound While others
ignore or do miss it entirely I am lost and
confused, some say understandably so.
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May 4, 2013 © 2013 Gray WitchReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 8, 2013 Last Updated on May 9, 2013 AuthorGray Witch...Meanwhile back in Canada...near Niagara Falls, Ontario.............. (<-------------¯_(ツ)_/¯ wavin'), CanadaAboutMs Daniels, (AKA - GrayWitch) is an Environmental and Social Activist, Communications Consultant to local and provincial governments, and former Nurse. She has studied Sociology, Criminology and Devia.. more..Writing
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