Its late, i feel like crap. so i wrote a poem to maybe get me out of it. i liked it so ima share it. take the sword and cut my stomach maybe the sharp pain will somehow numb it running with a trumpet i try to dyny the sound of denial as i hum it i know her for years, never did i judge her but i can tell in her eyes, there was something she was trying to cover being the boy i was i couldnt stop but help made her cought my eye Things lead to everything else when lights were in town, energy. was in the air you could feel it all around. the smell, the sound, the rides, her eyes, so profound, the time was right, it was now we both lean in, what a surprise, our lips, we found. the pleaser, the enjoyment that was it really and just like that it was over next year it was the same except we were older and mix feelings hit my shoulder i can tell it was just for fun, but them eyes made me want to get to know her. I still sense something, i felt there was something in her mind. A sad memory growing over time i felt pure innocence what i was doing felt like a crime She reach for me but i stop her before i could explain, neglection started to flutter Insecurity knife cut her so easily like butter. befor i can ever utter my best friend started to take advantage of her. Menipulate her mind to think she was needed after some persuasion he proseeded and they went to a empty room commen sense was not there so she presume a painful sensation was my doom i feel like i cause it after they got out, the atmosphere was gloom and i saw it in her eyes to we both smelt the same ugly perfume. Thats it so far (Still working on it)
Posted on: Fri, 07 Mar 2014 08:38:00 +0000
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