Another throwback... enjoy!!!
It's funny how life works out;
You die over something for years
And when you finally let go if your fears
That something reaches out and grasps you.
It's funny how people see things;
Either thinking that the world needs to be safe
Or living life through a screen;
How some words shouldn't be used
But are used anyway.
It's funny how thise words work out;
In nearly any conversation you speak
In nearly any book you read
Those words are there.
Even in religious standpoint,
Though not there for pride
They echo in warning.
I suppose they try to protect me
By speaking against
What books I read
What people say,
But all they do
Is push me closer to a fate...
The very fate they try to sheild me from
The very one I fear, yet love.
Where words, vulgar as they are
Sprout and grow like weeds.
I fear these words,
Yet I use them;
Not for joy
But in frustration and anger;
And yet I love the people
That surround me with these words
And I feel the urge to
Protect them, to save them.
I guess I think funny,
But I know that when I let go
They will trace me back again
Because that is the funny way
Life works out.
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PoetryThese are some poems that I have written/am writing. Please give me feedback (because I oh so love feedback) and feel free to message me whenever! I'm here if you need me!