Walking On Egg Shells
Hearing heavy footsteps
always above my head
pacing back and forth
wearing out the floor boards
Fueled by anger
consumed by cancerous thoughts
brought on by yourself
without anyone’s input or help
A true mimic
with no spark of originality
driving everyone away
sometimes its better that way
The people who matter the most
never seem to bother
always having a different point of view
that seems to clash with reality too
Convince yourselves that this is love
I'm half convinced
that you have always missed
something real around the corner
Why are you settling for anything at all?
Is your self esteem truly that small?
A house will never be a home
walking on eggshells, all alone
mathiasthom
written 11/7/09
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