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Thursday, March 12, 2015

Poetry Time #3

Split


Poor, tortured little me
No one loves a girl
No one needs to see
The pearl

Inside the dark
Hard shell
Something the ocean sparked
A little piece of hell

Jumbled in her head
Do they, dont they
As I sleep in bed
Asleep by the bay

Dream of blanket love
Warmth denied to long
We would like to be a dove
Sing a sweet song



Untitled

All illusions about myself tossed aside
I am stronger now
I will survive
Graduated baby steps and take it all in stride
No matter how many steps i take back
I can acknowledge my inabilities
Yet sometimes i get lost in me,me,me
I have learned to look beyond my victim
In need of apologies
I may go from green, orange, red and gold on the leaf
But my soul still floats
After the leaf crumbles under your feet
My brain may continue
To play tricks on me
That i am stupid,m ugly, and untalented
I am stronger now
I will survive
Living has made this all possible
Not sitting in defeat
Trying
Whether I accomplish or fail
Self confidence has built
Little victories each time
I stumble
I fall
Step out of time
I am stronger now
I will survive





written in college around 2000

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