Veteran (Jello Feet)A Poem by Wynter Page...I stood on jello feet.Just need to know you're there, want to feel your prescence in the air. Need the haunting, so I won't be alone. Lost and divided, my soul left to roam. Looking constantly for the missing pieces, finding only the drunken leeches who latch on and drain personality. "Need to conform, that's being free!" they said, "No need to eat, Only brings defeat". I stood on jello feet. I buckled and lost the blooming flowers. I lost the perfume, lost the power. Still looked for the path leading to you. You are the future. Time is standing by you. Seconds tick by as I tried to fly. Can't walk on jello feet, no breath enough to try. Losing my religion for countless heartbreak, cross my legs for virginity's sake. Who wants a veteran, a battered soldier? Who wants something so imperfect to hold so dear? I just need to know that you're still in the back, before I totally fall through the cracks. And even though yours are new, mine are old, I can't erase heartrates, I've always been sold. © 2014 Wynter PageFeatured Review
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Added on July 14, 2014Last Updated on July 14, 2014 Tags: veteran, jello feet, tagless, meaningless, blank, defeat AuthorWynter PageMonticello, ARAboutI have been writing poetry and stories for as long as I can remember. Now that I'm a sophomore in college, I hope to pursue it as a career. I'm also a bit of a photographer, you can check some out in .. more..Writing
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