SpiteA Poem by Matthew
Today I left instead
Better than what was there It was horrid from the beginning No longer a prisoner, but hey I’m happy now, and there isn’t a thing you need to worry about You decided that it was okay, it’s fine, nothing to be sad about I’m so glad that you’re doing well Your halo is still wrapped around your neck One day I will pull you down Take you off your cloud made of glass Shatter your being with just one stone Don’t want to insist, but it seems I must Life is just grand Seeing as it’s all what it seems The end was a lie, and the middle was a sentence I heard the needle finally drop, and I wonder what’s to come Never will I listen to you again, your voice drones on and on, all the time expressing your hate I’ll hold on til the very end, if only just to spite you Your life is just a waste You drift on through your sky made of stone Your universe made of dirt You life made of sand Your love filled with gravel Your beauty mixed with clay I’m sorry, I’ve overstepped my boundaries again Forgive me for being so bitter Everything I needed is gone, but hey, at least you’re feeling better I hope you enjoy your life filled with hate I find it easy to stare up from my hole that you’ve happily dug for me But I’ll hold on til the very end, if only just to spite you © 2013 Matthew |
StatsAuthorMatthewKSAboutI enjoyed writing comedy for the most part. I'm using this site to try my hand at poetry. Mostly I'm concentrated on poetry that could fit into music. more..Writing
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