Sometimes,
The words don't fit.
They gag you,
and choke you,
and snag you...in the worst moment of your life.
Sometimes,
The sadness doesn't go away.
It tricks you into feeling high,
and floating too far up in the sky,
and then, when gravity disappears...you choke on the sad galaxy.
Sometimes,
Smiles seem to rot.
They wither from lips,
and you thought those lips were so kind,
and those lips tell you you're stupid and so, so blind.
And sometimes,
I'm made speechless.
The words die like the sun in the night sky,
and the smile leaves my face for a forever,
and I think, "I'll never get away from this. Will I ever?"
And sometimes I know the answer.
Most times I don't.
And sometimes that gets to me,
but this time--it wont.
Not. This. Time.
YOU ARE READING
And Me...
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I've written and the others that I plan to write. I'm not claiming to be some epic poet, but I hope you all enjoy. Thanks for reading (if you read) and thanks for commenting (if you speak). Your choice :)
