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updations cont. cont.

more poetry. I keep finding it everywhere. :/

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::untitled::

I ache.

I'm choking on my words, and god, I ache.

I feel like I'm melting
like I'm on fire.
much more of this and thank god, I'll be gone forever.
(so I guess you can keep it coming.)

I don't know how one can be so empty
and so full
of love and hate and things that tear at each other
hope and despair.
it'll be okay.

it'll be okay.

six months of experience.
in the last six months I've experienced life
and I have experienced death
laughed and cried and broken glass and broken hearts
I have chased you down dark streets and empty alleyways
but I have not served drinks or bussed tables.

I am overqualified for this life
and underqualified for the next
(because I have never found you).

take me out of it
I cry and scream
and shake my fist at the sky in a fit of ineffectuality
and fall back on my pen, because there is fulfillment, somehow,
in ink and rough paper, where there is not fulfillment, somehow,
in life and rough dreams.

give me a sign and I'll hold it up for others to follow --
I don't grasp things well, myself.
let me be
let me be
but let me be elsewhere.
here is so smothering, and all I want is to breathe.

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okay, I think that's it for tonight.

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You know, I think this is one of the more poignant pieces I've read for some time. It claws at you...

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