The Moment GoesA Poem by Benjamin Seymour
Struggle to understand
That this is it, All we have, And it cannot last, Seems so short to me. Lights dim; the denim's cold On your jeans as I rest my hand The moment goes. Fury smoulders up inside, Throw the lamp across the room Only to realise, The rage has passed. Nightmares crawl down my spine, Sweat until skin soaks sheets And the quilts underneath, The moment goes. Hide behind a masquerade smile Diguising true feelings, But all the while, Laughter subsides, Replaced by frowns. Reach out; touch the glass Fingers tremble As I steady hold - Take a sip, The moment goes.
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Added on March 26, 2011 Last Updated on March 26, 2011 AuthorBenjamin SeymourBarcelona, Spain, SpainAbout"All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse" Writing is just talking with a pen. And I talk too much anyway. more..Writing
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