Open Poetry #27 |
Finding Love in 13 days |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I am held in comtempt for my words have become too much for even myself to control. I plea, insanity. How could I be guilty? I figured.. if I had a replacement it'd be easier to leave..but, apprehensive, I become and I am. To speak, to contemplate even changing one thing. Comfort, is like a prison.. And a bird, as I, never flew for fear.. that my wings were long due, to collide with the sky.. My eyes, raped and taken from me, then given back to me in a form that is not my own.. Things never seemed so blue.. I haven't seen you.. I've grown bear of emotion, stripped of devotion to a love I no longer feel..but weary, I know time heals all wounds even, if I memorize the key that pressed touch on my lips and brought you forth to me.. My replacement, love.. cherish the things I don't have to become.. In order to believe that through love, you may find love. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Like this...James |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
hey looks like something i'd be writing since i feel the exact same way. enjoyed this much.. cheers |
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