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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Experience · #1304695
Heartbreak and guilt
Breathing sacrifices to calm my nerves. Selfish religeon based on broomstick views. Wrapped in swollen veins, rushing me, rushing til times ticking hands strech my neck to far. Waves upon waves, bueaty always fades when I need a comfort zone. I fell through this hole, trapping my cravings is a constant reminder. Leaving this alone can fix my candy cane memories. Swirling, it takes nothing away. Mary looks on walking in circles, theres no hope to find it here. She's left behind. Can't you see me fall? I know you want it, soon enough I'll weave this basket and we're good. Something real, something true. I fell again, theres always something wrong, or wrong in me. What gives me this right, what gives me my thoughts? Take it away. I don't don't deserve a flower this cruel, maybe I do. Driven down the same path, when did I change? Why fall underground, deminsh the pleasure for you? Understand that I speak to you in word so unheard, so you will listen, and I will be heard. Hateful in this world that can't, won't, be understood, help me live. Help me want what I need. Cry it all away child, make it disappear. How much can I withstand? Save my spirit, take it away from me, I can only know this and it won't change. You only pretend, self-centered in abstract views, time kills. How? Is it real? The egg yolk floods the lie once created. Baby hon, get me some milk. Find me in this place, pretend, and carry on the day. I change where she cannot see. I beg and plead. It's not me! Is it really too far now? I think it's too far now and I'm sorry I lead you on child. It was all with good intentions. I'm sorry she was pretend now, have I affected you anyways? I can't explain, comprehend, nothing. From a world of hate you can't help but pretend doll. I see you love, I fall helpless to you and it seems alright. She doesn't know me, you can't and won't, so I miss you and home.
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