Your Ways of InertiaA Poem by sinNsincerityMy poetry is what makes me happy; but if I were happy, I wouldn't need the poetry to be. I see your hearts breaking without opening your chest, so I rest underneath to catch the tears because that's what you'll express when you have nothing left. To look inside and say you feel numb, but numb is still one greater than none. The older I get my heart feels young; the flesh is none without my soul and my soul is none without one. My mind spewing out like a hot gun because love is all I want! Spirit resurrecting without passing the sun. Then God’s son came down to allow my body more than one love. Unconditional love was injected into my blood. Sacrificed the vices for the nicest love from above. Some say f**k love because their love has been fucked! Lightning struck and I reached out my hand to pick you up. And if you didn't need my help, you could always find me without yelp. You got yourself, but know I got yourself just as well. Wishing on a well and not a star because what goes up must come down. Your ways of inertia. Your steady inconsistency took the best of me… And that’s okay. Out of control when you try to grasps the things You cannot control Because you have never held a hold. © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured Review
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