my aches in this bottomless soul.

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  • Choices

    my aches in this bottomless soul.

    i keep hearing choices.

    CHOICES.
    make a choice.
    What if you don't make a choice? and by not making one...that is your choice.??

    Where are you at then?!?
    your not anywhere you wanna be.
    You're just lost & lonely.

    That's where i've been most my life.
    i don't choose the things that happen in my world....
    i just flow along with others choices.

    I could be happy and content on a days notice if overviewing the things i've been through.
    Then there's you, and i cannot seem to comprehend you.
    i am shattered confused by your actions toards me.

    The only choice i could make...If i made one.
    Would be my escape.

    Could you handle it?
    Or, could I?

     

    _____

    Did you make a promise to yourself, to feel nothing?
    because lately that's all i feel...its gotta be something.
    SOMETHING YOUR NOT TELLING ME.

    its gotta be, its gotta be...
    its gotta be YOU and ME?
    i'm something weakkkkkk.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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