lunacyI struggle blindly, groping in the dark; I grasp for anything but recieve nothing. You look on in mild distaste. You know the way; it’s easy to see when you’re up on your pedestal. Down here the fog is as thick as blood, and it rolls in and covers you like a torn tattered tarpaulin… I run and trip over the roots of love, falling headfirst into despair. You smile, you saw it coming, you placed it there. I fall, impaling my heart upon a protruding branch. You just keep smiling your lunatic grin. And for once, we are alike.lunacy
why run?I run, chased by the unknown, fearing the unseen. Why do I run? Why can’t I follow my heart? Because your sharp thorns surround it, pierce it, drain it of all warmth. Why can’t I break free? Each tiny puncture, each small wound becomes infected by your hate. Why did you do this to me? Why did you want to hurt me? I showed you love and kindness; you showed me pain and contempt. Is it possible that I’m only running from you? From your vicious words, or your cold, dark heart? Our hearts are not so different now, both void of ewhy run?
you didn't tell me you were here too!
now I'm goin' school but I eagerly await to read your 4 poems
werd.
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