Kids

There's dangers in trying to compare yourself to others.

Last week lasted all year.
You said you saw it coming,
a replicate fear.

One year,
came out in a day.
A moment to breathe,
and a child to blame.

He's a kid.
I'm afraid,
of the good and the bad,
that feed on my legs.

Another man,
who's better for you,
I claimed to be.
I'm just a replicate fool.

My first steps were made for you.
Into your mouth with nothing to lose.
I wanted more,
just for something to lose.
You swallowed my feet,
now I hardly move.

He's a kid.
I'm a fool.

Reviews

[Chris]

This can be taken like many things here... in multiple ways at a reader's discretion. Don't we lose something when our thoughts are someone else's meanings?

The face value to me of this? - You took sex beyond face value and have a reminder that needs being considered now...

and likely I'm wrong but it's become my meaning now regardless of your intent. And the next reader may take it to their purpose and intent.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

There is just something about your writing that I am mesmerized by. You have such a strong writing voice! I am all twisted and turned upside down by this. I think the reference to your legs and feet in this has to do with your freedom...is that correct? I may be way off, but I am happily and intently studying here! Also, "
"Another man,
who's better for you,
I claimed to be.
I'm just a replicate fool." I wonder here if the claim was false to win the woman's love, or if it is a well intentioned decision to take responsibility however restricting that will be on your freedom.

This is really something. I apologize for stumbling all over it...but it is well worth it.