Want, a rant

Want, a rant

A Poem by Call Me Blu

Want is like need but worse

When you need you know you will either get it

Or end up comfy in the back of a hearse

Want gnaws at your soul

Picks at your mind

Leave your heart where only peices are whole

Need twists your gut

Freezes your skin

Puts your mind in a hallucigenic rut

Want plays tricks with your head

Lays rest to your senses

Picks at a wound till blood flows red

Need at least runs out at times

When your stomach is full

And the fire spreads warmth from your toes to your smile

Want never runs out

Never leaves you be

Might as well lay where you die and shout

"I want my wants to become needs

To finally be at peace!"

© 2011 Call Me Blu


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Call Me Blu
Well..... Whatya think. Im only 12 so try and be constructive and please no grammer nazis!

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QC
hmm. it's true, want is something that can be quite terrible. like.. i don't know.. love or something equal to that. you can want and it never goes away. never loses it's luster or fades very quickly. you always want, want, want, but you know you probably can't have it and then you're bitter. needs, on the other hand, are always met because it's not thought of as "greedy". great poem. (:

Posted 13 Years Ago



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