I used to think love was free
With no undercurrent but the now
So I took the hand of my personal pinup
And jumped without thought
'cause there's no survival instinct
with no expectation of tomorrow
Yes was the rule
All I wanted was her
And she wanted everyone
Until there was just one
The one who wasn't me
I crashed and burned
only then I remembered myself
I the long lost friend
Forgotten in ignorance's bliss
And blunt recriminations
Yet ignorance flees from hurt
The pounding echo in my heart's hollow
Told me my reality
untethered in a sea of cacophony
No boundaries to keep me from the edge
No harness to check the freefall
They were lost amongst my bones
Disregarded in the climb to heaven
A bittersweet reminder whence the fall
Bitter because of the broken
Sweet for I am not
3/31/13
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PoetryWords connect all of us. Through laughter, memories, or ridiculous melancholy, we are what we say and what we write. TWS differs from WWS in form only. These are poems longer than 7 lines, allowing a little more freedom in exploring themes and more...