|
Menu
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
Future
Contributed by
kiss4roq
on
Saturday, 13th January 2007 @ 11:51:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
|
I walk, oblivious to those around me,
I long to set noxious memories free,
I speak only of my pessimistic future,
The life of, I am unsure,
My one track mind of sorrow and regret,
Not corrupted by those feelings yet,
I am flustered with the ignorance of others,
Their attempts of which I often smother,
I will not disgorge my feelings,
A life of intensive care and dealings,
I find that it isn't worth it to be fastidious,
Aggressive emotions make thoughts seem hideous,
They say that a spark can stimulate a wildfire,
A new love can cause an atrocious desire,
A vicious spark that lit my heart,
Which burned to a crisp; it fell apart
Again my eyes agaze on the past,
Unable to grasp the forrard futures wrath.
Don't apologize as if to suture a wound after surgery.
Your lips send sinful messages of pure perjury.
Assist me in salvaging what little sanity I have left,
And hold me up high with your hands of great deft.
Copyright ©
kiss4roq
... [
2007-01-13 23:51:27] (Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment. That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
|