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Blank

by darkwhitecafe 0 reviews

Um to be honest i dont quite remember when why or that i even wrote this. its weird. comments are good, of course.

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres: Angst - Published: 2007-03-20 - Updated: 2007-03-21 - 208 words

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I know I won't get this down right,
Or get down nearly as much as I want
But I guess an attempt
could explain
this screwed up game
we live in.
The insecurity, the fear
the nudity revealed.
I know there's nothing to shield in me
but I pretend
I guess we all wait around
like sheep
for the herder to bring us home
We're too stupid to grasp the fact that
he's not coming.
But how would I know? I'm one of the
SHEEP.
Certain switches turn off at the strangest times,
but I know it's all a lie.
'Cause I'm BLANK
Nothing's gone when I leave
Nothing seen, nothing can be seen.
Close enough.
She writes her thoughts out on a page
her soul up in the air
What the hell am I to do but
stop, wait, listen, care...
Excuses fill up to the top, but don't lie,
it's the truth in who I am.
She calls
I want to run, but I want to
stay as far away.
I'm too young for this.
There shouldn't be awe
I wish I wasn't a monster.
Look what you're doing to her.
STOP.
I yell at myself.

Conclusion: not exact one, but you can't make her happy.
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