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￭ in return for your navy blue shirt
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2009-04-28 | |
And how should I feel? Tell me how I should feel!
How come this just seems unreal?
I saw it coming and it blasted me to the ground.
Imagine me not making one single sound.
All the needles of your receiver were replaced
By the satisfaction of a smile on her face.
And am I furious for you told my friend, myā¦ too?
On shattered glassā¦I thank youā¦
With the most scared voice and utmost untrue.
Should I? Will I ? Yes I am!
Iām almost crying each word I had to condemn!
Some time ago we were constantly talkingā¦
And now, how come we are not even walking?
I hate my neck, whatās that furious bump trying toā¦what?
Each thought is scrambled, their doors are shut.
And moreover, to know what I shouldnāt, be aware of my intuition?
Should I lose my head and embrace opposition?
I gave myself in a way I never did before
To find out I was just one of the others you adored?
I lean my hat!
And when I thought that we told ourselves the truth
I grew a lilyā¦ it bloomed, until today it lost its youth.
So how should I feel? What should I fall into?
One second Iām a murdered, a plague that was casted upon you
Because if it werenāt for me, you wouldnāt have beenā¦
Brought into this forbidden land of a broken dream.
Is this the right mirror I ought to look now?
To trust again? To simply allow?
You are better off without me, but Iā¦ could have said it all
And not through the metaphors of someoneās call.
For you didnāt want others to be aware.
You have no idea how guilty I feel. More than I can bare.
Still...you said āI love youā long before I came there.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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