A love withered to ash,
I say it was never love.
You pry and you poke
And try to provoke
A feeling two never shared.
You hide by night
And come day you're forced out in plain sight
And you have to walk the tightrope without being seen
You tell them it's scary
They turn a scowl mean
And tell you,
"It's your fault."
And your chest heaves
Trying to believe the lies that keep you on your feet.
And if there's someone up there?
Save her
I'm so mad
For I can do nothing.
You have no voice in it
And you told me
So now I have a choice in it.
But I'm not going to do anything!
I don't take risks.
Then again I'm talking to him again?
And I am so different
I don't know how to help.
I just say what I feel.
And that's ending.
I don't talk about it.
You knew me then,
We'll talk about it.
You know me now,
Never.
I will not tell you why I am sad.
So do not ask.
And do me a favor
And ignore me.
Neither settle your wrath upon me or your malicious jokes
That only people afraid of you laugh at.
Nor turn upon me with comfort and all the sympathy.
Stop doing the whole I care thing
Because that thing went bust.
And I don't trust the whole
I care thing.
Give me a hug
Without a word
Give me a hug
In the quiet.
And that's all.
Do not blackmail me with your love for me.
Do not force me tell what's under my skin
Engraved in my bones,
Do not blackmail me
With the words
"But darling I love you."
Because it's like an old familiar rhyme.
Making me think back to the time,
When I believed
Such crap
And yours may be
Crap free
But trust me his wasn't
And it will forever be a mark,
In my body.
But dear friends.
You unlike me
Stick to sidelines.
Hide and wait
And have anxiety over things you won't even do.
And there's nothing wrong with you.
But my only thing to say
Is get some scars.
Go out there.
Get memories that will damage your brain forever.
Because your young.
I am young
And at the time you think your hurt so bad
You think it was stupid what you did
But when your older you won't make the same mistakes
And you'll have the whole "living thing" down pat.
What do you think if that?
Try.
YOU ARE READING
Soul
Poetry"Write something and it might be worthless, Paint something and it might be wordless, Nonsense verses Pointless curses, You'll see purpose start to surface, No one else is dealing with your demon, Meaning defeating them Might be the beginning...
