MirrorsA Poem by sinNsincerityI have always believed GOD gave each man their share of bad luck, And you have broken me down... So tired, so fine, and I might hate you, but I will never love you any less. I might be stressed, on the daily, like when you can’t silence a screaming baby. I might be stressed, but just to have had you placed in my life for a fraction of time, I know that I’m blessed. Aren’t we just? I can be a mess, just wanting to stay in my bed and lay dead. Dead to the world and when it comes to this I’m the very best. Late nights all alone wanting to leave this place in time. Oh my, Staple my eyes, so you’ll never have to feel a tear drop from the grey, And lids and lashes have no use because you? I no longer view. How can I go on without you? Easy, just do, but that isn’t so simple. It’s harder to accept when the problem is blue. Blue as the summer skies, living without a try, trying not to comply with the daily lies, I wish not to do so, but I do so just to get by without the thoughts of who, what, where, when, how, and why. You see the mind is the greatest trap. Wanting to think, but I feel no happiness. I write what I wish to believe, but I feel none of it. Tear on, fighting my way out of my chest because my love is never at rest. Perfection is the greatest imperfection, when you realize this, it will allow you to see and notice our true self. How are you loving this infliction of self reflection? © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured Review
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