Circumspection

Turning as it goes a circumspecting pose.
Finding lost, the thrown away, those things so quickly cast out.
Win or loose, your life you choose, yet never get it back.
Far from lies the fireflys, light amongst your toes.
Waging war doth make men fear what cant be beaten down.
Beaten down Im battered bruised, I feel so completely used.
Use me again and dont (please) pretend you didnt like it as it was.
Nervousness I do my best to hide, yet see you can, on my face the fear I hold inside.
As I wright these words they betray ( to my detriment) all I want you to see.
  Am I not an open book or an unwritten page.
Emotions contained herein are no more shrouded from view.
Things hidden are brought to light simply to amuse.
If you find you do not like the things your reading here, then forward read no more.
If you find what you have sought, then please do share with me the things I have made you think.
I only wright to amuse myself and those whos minds are awake enough to see what lay within my words.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Really cool.

[Ripple of Aqua]

Desperate and provoking