I don't like what I'm hearing, let's not play this by
Ear,
How do I face my emotions once they're mixed heavily
With fear?
How long have I been here? It's not suppose to end
Here,
The darker side of my reflection was never supposed to have been
Clear.
The awareness I raised, versus the standards I
Lowered,
If I'm always looking back how will I know when I'm moving
Forward?
You left me no option, so I chose not to be
Fair,
Many have toyed with my reserved heart, but you'll never play with the
Spare.
I can escape this triangle remembering the corners that I
Squared,
Is it too inhuman to admit that I needed to be
Repaired?
My motives remain unrelatable, due to the space I've
Created,
Do I "pump up this volume" even though I know you'll try to
Deflate it?
Even higher to new heights, do I have permission to rest up
Here?
Perhaps I'll understand "Pillow Talk" when I finally rest my
Ear.
Am I sheltered or just not accustomed to such
Luxury?
A kiss at a questionable expense, even though the hugs were
Free.
About the Creator
Michael avant
Hello fellow creators. In short I'm nothing more than a very big fan of this art form we all love called Poetry. Playing with words and thoughts, bending and twisting ideas is all part of this therapeutic yet challenging past time.
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