Too pure at the heart,
Couldn't finish you even if i did start,
Got twigs in my hands,
Even if i tried it wouldn't snap.
I wish i could walk around feeling oh so bad,
But a game a little dirty was just something i never had,
I wish the people stopped staring at me,
Im just flesh and bones and a little love is what i need.
To the land laying underneath my feet,
I know its a whole damn world down there and all these souls you need,
But i promise that my energy just isn't used to feed,
So if tonight is my night then a silent death i plead.
Been hurt a little too much,
By my mind or the people, the details i don't think as such,
In my darkest hours i wish you could feel it,
The pressure - anger - crying just eat it.
I wish feeling cruel was something to pull out of a hat,
But its been two days since you left me and i brushed it under the mat,
I wish it didn't feel like the world was spiraling,
Sometimes it seems like earth is comfortable to all those who're killing.
To the land laying underneath my feet,
I know its a whole damn world down there and all these souls you need,
But i promise that my energy just isn't used to feed,
So if tonight is my night then a silent death i plead.
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Selfish | خود خواه
PoetryFor many years, I believe the word Selfish has been tainted by people into thinking its egotistical and narcissistic, but on my 6th poetry collection, I bring light to a new side of Selfishness whilst merging it with my Persian Culture.
