A Broken PoemA Poem by kera moondustnothing to say here.Some days I punch walls So someone
May
ask to take me out of my own Company for awhile I think it’s time I am honest for once in
my F*****g
life I hate this mediocre
hand life dealt me I want to be three
straight sevens, and a royal flush not two in a row, and a straight just good enough to stay in the game never good enough to win I also think way
too much these days especially
when I should be long
asleep instead I’m wide awake left alone with no one just
me and let me tell you something god I hate my own company you see I’ve been stuck in this art
block my entire life so much for similar subject matter my
s**t’s all the same I’m always romanticizing the Color Blue I’m sick of Sky Girl haunting me telling
me to write
her into my Poetry with her ocean eye’d lover I can’t bring myself to do anything other then ….. I guess it’ true what they say Last summer is just another form of PTSD and
I have nothing to complain about anyways I like to write to much about Love And Money And how much they Both Suck Don’t worry I
know this poem Is broken And I Love
you © 2014 kera moondustAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorkera moondustSan Francisco, CAAboutI’m Tori =) Kera is an alias, so do call me by my real name. This is usually where I tell you about me. I’m insane there aren’t many questions on the matter. I love life don&rsqu.. more..Writing
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