Thinking of me?
Interpret my anger.
Solve my love.
Question my wonders.
And love my hatred.
For without these
my being, wouldn't;
And lose all reasons
for why I was bred.
Welcome to my skin
no need to tread lightly
just mind las cicatrices
and learn the words therein read.
Who I am must be
because I am not you
yet you want all your ideas
to within me spread.
Like a cancer
a longing a wishing a merciful death
of singularity of mind because
nothing else you can accept.
You should ask yourself why
why then
and why now
you anger for me was just a thread
You pulled it
you won.
you gave in
and walked away from our bed.
I protected
you hated.
I honored, you waited.
and decided when death was to finally be dead.
Bade me farewell
I nodded in silence
I smiled all I could
yet much more you expect.
I want to write.
I want to create.
I want to rhyme
and not sound quite so trite.
To open my soul
to open the gates
of all that is mine
Expose all that makes me whole.
to whom should I?
who shall i deem?
Who would really appreciate
and tread then softly on my dreams?
I'll open the wound
I'll tell you tales.
I'll recount my blessings
and prove hate has yet to consume.
I'll worry not too
for me hardly ends.
The suspicious wonders of
what "gods" plans and means to my rend.
so i'll share it
to you i'll bare
On my cuff I'll wear
A heart that won't forfeit.
Play my fiddle
play my tar.
Play my music
Just stop playing with my heart.
COMMENTS
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NoNameNikita
07:35 Dec 24 2016
Beautiful.
QueenZombiee
20:45 Dec 24 2016
Awww!Amazing!