RUST

RUST

A Poem by Nameless
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These feelings like rust wont peel from my skin.

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I can still feel you breathing over my shoulder;
      Watching my every movement.
            When will you learn?
                   I need you no more...

                        No more to carry me over the crevices,
                              No more to hold me as the monsters show their faces.
                                     I will continue walking as you try to catch up,
                                           I'm sorry you love me, but that's not enough,
                                           For me to think thoughts of ending it all,
                                     As I get on my knees and begin to crawl
                               Past the memories that haunt me at night,
                         Trying to escape the wrath of your fright,
                   That i am leaving you behind in the dust.
             I'm sorry...I'm sorry...but these feelings like rust wont peel from my skin
      No matter how i try.
I just don't care as you look into my eyes.

© 2009 Nameless


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At first I just wanted to think outside the box and be unique, not use the regular stucture over and over again.
Then i realized, leading up to the 2 lines on the far right do just that-lead up to the breaking point. The lines that follow are the "fall out" in a sense. The decision being made and finalized.

Posted 14 Years Ago


If you don't mind me asking I am wondering what effect you are tying to apply with the strange structuring like you did.

I took it as the left being closer to the physical, the right being closer to the emotional.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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