Faulty MeA Poem by Emily
The wake fullness that I dread is sewing it's way through my tangled
soul. Spreading like the virus that has been deemed complicating lust. The complicating words that spill out of your mouth that may concern so many have me in love with my beautiful wonderful self. Understanding that what I entrust to myself is worth the frustrations I live with today. That day that you pierced me with your unforgiving tone I had a realization that I have gone many more days later into the reality of this existence than you. You complicate yourself with pointless rhythmic conversation like you need it to be alive. Maybe that is your fire...But you have failed to come clean all the way. No matter how many times you wipe away your day it is always going to be there at the back of your mind. © 2010 Emily |
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1 Review Added on May 6, 2010 Last Updated on May 6, 2010 AuthorEmilyChicagoAboutThe drums beat behind me. I am alone like most people - even though I live with many. You will never understand how easy it is to disengage myself from meaningless people. more..Writing
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