Nails Scratch the FloorboardsA Poem by UnendingOceansI never want to ask another soul just what they feel when they turn off all the lights and have only themselves to blame. Let’s do that thing we do when you ask me what’s the matter " then again you never do, even when you say goodbye. I am nothing to me, an incandescent light bulb broken underfoot, as if bleeding hearts make sense. I see you stand like everybody, laugh like everybody, and be like all the people " just let me die here by myself. I never want to ask another person how they feel down in the dark when someone flips on all the lights and sees them naked on the ground. © 2012 UnendingOceansReviews
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1 Review Added on August 14, 2012 Last Updated on August 14, 2012 AuthorUnendingOceansAboutSometimes writing is painting for me. Either way, I like sharing it. more..Writing
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