><;; I didn't have time to update Just. and finish my poem today..so I did the poem.
I've been away from my poetry too long..I'm gonna try and write one a week or something...it's better to take an hour out of my time then to have a breakdown or something...
Anyways, heres the poem. Sorry that it well...basicilly sucks so badily whoever is reading this sweatdrop
Pounding--my head, so fogged with anger
-Can't even see the truth in your eyes
As you complement my every move
And I attempt to stomach it
Though each word that you say is now trickling with sweetness
Just like the empty lies you tell
And I eat it up
(Puking in the background for no one to see.)
-Too afraid to reveal what'll happen without you
Like a drug-you've hooked myself to you
Even when living with you becomes more a problem with living without your presence
(Your hand is all I need.)
Opge dreams bluring with everyother--
Creating a whirlpool of color-finally murging to gray.
Bland-stone gray.
Each morning I wake-only to find the shell you left behind
And the blacked dots hidden from the world
(It isn't hard to hide when all eyes are closed.)
Silver bells ring in my ears
-Your name chiming along with every chorus
The more I push away it seems-the more my heart urges my return
Only to face the undying truth;
Lust is but an illusion--
One in which my eyes are not decived by.
Candles set aglow with the love you so easily gave to me
Lighting my soul even as you batter it
And color my insides purple
(Bruise me from the inside out.)
Putty in your hand
You molded me into the cookie-cutter image of perfection
Scraping away the rough edges
--Smoothing over the remains--
I keep the rest tucked away in my pocket
For not even you to find.
A thread of steal tied around my heart
Tightening upon your displeasure--
Cutting off circulation--
Leaving me cut--bleeding
And I stand here alone--draining myself of you
Only before realizing my dreams are beyond the possible.
Starving myself of the addiction you planted into me
I allow the emational anorexica to take over
As you continue tighten your grasp
--Can't run away forever
So instead I cower--hide
Leaving me cold.
Bare.
A clay mold
Such that of a memory.
Graying clouds hover--contain the dekaying tears of each night.
Finally punturing,
Pouring down the disreguarded hopes of morning
--Creating a wall between myself and the world
(My paradise.)
Freedom no longer is an option
While I give away it all
In order to please--confort others
Still they prod for more
(And you encourage them.)
Dreams deformed now--
No longer are you 'prince charming'
Instead, the one who guards the tower cosealing me, spitting out fire
Still...it's better then reality
And so I continue on with my distorted dreamland, still living this lie...
It's just another happily ended nightmare.
 angel08 · Mon Nov 29, 2004 @ 05:12am · 6 Comments |
