A bit of poetry from my days at WCC (senior college days for me):
implode
people
they're everywhere
they look
they long
i laugh
they couldn't know
not yet
i won't let them
never will it show
i may destroy myself
possibly implode
but what does it matter
anything is better
better than this
this pain
this hurt
this longing
this sorrow
this crushing
the hurt of a broken heart
if only they knew
what would they do
what if they do know
what if someone told them
what if i insinuated
what if i'm not hiding anymore
what if
i must stop dreaming
though this is my only means
the only way i can escape
the depths of my past
i must search myself
but i find only me
no others
no him
no it
just
me
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