Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Poisonous bullets find no comfort

Mind finds comfort
in the dark hidden 
away are true thoughts
of love and pain.

Body carried along
the way following
directions set forth
through the day.

Cape covers life 
like a memory, 
teasingly reminding
you of what life
use to be.

Falling to levels
that are not belonged,
left alone heart
that wishes to find
what was long ago
wronged.

Physical and emotional 
feelings gone forever,
to scared now for real
person to show,for that
may breed weakness 
upon shoulders now 
grown cold.

Gracefully allowing
true self to hide away,
acting as if you are
smaller than what
inside really lays.

Begging for what
is deserved,perfect
treated like something 
absurd. Reaching out
where none stands
ready.

A bullet to the
brain with drops
of poison to blame!
When night finds 
day life is still the
same!

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