PeripheralsA Poem by KalebX_
Out of the corner of my eyes I watch
I feel the stares, my name was mentioned Once, twice, a third time more The fake presence of a snake The rumours fly You spent the whole time in my peripheral vision I never once looked over but I saw enough to know I felt your eyes keeping me in your sights The flock would follow but never shall they break A marching order of fake commands The ever growing presence to appease their Shepard I broke from the pack and they crumbled Spoke words of hatred that have been said about their newfound leader But they all left, you sat there with the few who have nothing better to do You watched as I broke, my mind wore thin My chest caved in as I found it getting harder and harder to breath I'll never admit it but you had a little to do with that A weakness I've always had but not with you You merely joined the club of others Who know just what they do That place is toxic but none shall every follow through with anything They say they hate me but they are just the same They said they hate you, ripped shreds to your name It is all an act, an act I understand all too well I missed my train home, yet you still sat Nothing to do with me but a fact that puts forth a question Where you waiting for something? For someone to stick to their words? I sang from the rooftop, the garden had died I found a friend in bitter pain from an act that reminded me of things I held him as he cried and tried to calm him down But it only opened my eyes We are not the problem. This was not our fault. We wear the blame But not the cause My peripherals perplexed me I thought I saw you sing along These words won't heal the broken And neither will these songs. © 2017 KalebX_ |
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Added on April 9, 2017 Last Updated on April 9, 2017 |