PASSION ((my first spoken word piece))A Poem by Cassie Fragawrite, walk, and talk theme.... "Passion"Passion… Introduced as stress Labeled as possessed Gripped in chains That I can’t confess Judgmental eyes will look at me as less Outer cycles Inner press A weight I can’t contest Passion… Off this I feed A demented obsession with no safety Sleeps and awakens Hides and seeks Unwanted but stirs For more Wanting more How much more? Within this curse my gift pours As if I’m fated only to define and reveal Pen out every moment in detail that I feel Smile; I write Cry; I quote lines Passion… When it speaks Emotions bare words to open and bleed Words form phrases and deliciously meet Baring my soul for everyone to see It’s maddening A never ending disease A force with no reckon An uncontrolled beckon Flames in all I imagine Unstoppable when tapped in There’s no measure Lots of pressure Vibes of pleasure A golden treasure That aches till I’m blind Rhythm and rhymes Carrie over from night skies To sunrise This spirit flies Floats on truth But drowns in lies Passion… Causes me to see things inversely The blame of why I take to life differently I sense more than the normal being I thrive on and pay attention to my feeling It suffocates until I can’t breathe These burnings and yearnings They empty In the mix of heat Of deleted scenes In all that I ink It drives my heart to pound out of beat Passion…
Can you hear it? © 2012 Cassie FragaAuthor's Note
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Added on June 29, 2012Last Updated on June 29, 2012 AuthorCassie FragaWAAboutI AM THE GIRL... 1. I am the girl who people say is a "dreamer" or "over imaginative"... they are correct... I am this way because I like the view from the clouds, my world looks more .. more..Writing
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