Teen Poetry #6 |
January rain |
aaron woodside Member
since 2001-09-26
Posts 256 |
This is not poetry. This is junk I wrote because I can't write anything else and I just needed to write something. My muse must have died. I should have walked away or let this set with the sun but when you smiled at me my fortress of iron and stone crumpled down, My royal flush high folded to your lowly pair. Circle rounding again everything I've built you've undone I knew I wasn't special but the harsh reality of you so close, so wonderful, so cruel left my mind flipped around. So I fell into you as you jerked the rope away my self-esteem drowning I'm worthless I'm stupid I'm ugly My personality lame, My soul diseased. I knew this couldn't work but I forged ahead defiantly you made me rich, I felt myself cheap but in my heart nonetheless, you grew a seed under a cloudy sky my life; a January rain I should have walked away when you smiled. Don't respond. Just read and leave. ex animo, Aaron Woodside There are no great men, only men in great circumstances. [This message has been edited by aaron woodside (01-29-2003 11:52 PM).] |
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OtherSideOfTheMirror Member
since 2002-12-19
Posts 245 |
Sorry... couldn't really read and leave. It was good. I love reading your stuff and I've kept up with a lot of it... I can't exclude this! brilliant line: "so close, so wonderful, so cruel" Hope you're not upset I responded... but I'm glad to see some of your work again! -cassi |
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