imperfectionsA Poem by anonnnYouve got a fine toothed comb for picking out imperfections but ill warn you up front girl theres a lot more residing, in this neat little package I come dressed in. ive got scars tendon deep that refuse to heal and still make me weak at the knees when I try to rethink their topics. ill caution, that Ive got 1001 problems but only 999 pockets, and its wrecking me. this chest cavitiy is packed tight with the knowing that the rest could flow out unexpectingly. Causing chaotic destruction in the bottle Rocket form. Not enough room to breath but still enough oxygen to burn. Did I mention I also keep padlocks on this soul colored blue? so many That not even I know all the codes to? Good luck decrypting my mind, im honestly withering at the astonishment that your willing to try. But I think the key is going to be realizing that girl you and me we come from the same seed, were just like the ABCs and twinkle twinkle,little stars . same tune, different scars. But you seee, now im just trying to take this situation I've been placed in and make it my haven. Turn these monsters into creative creations and demons into imaginary friends just figments of my imagination. But it's harder said then done, as is with all I've learned. I could sit and write about directions for hours, but still take a wrong turn. © 2012 anonnnAuthor's Note
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