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Post by jessb8383 on Jun 9, 2008 0:09:14 GMT -5
I starve myself daily- Constrict the hatred and anger I feel Tied in long knots across my heart Impaled on the scarlet deep end
I use to fantasize of death- As if it were some magical sleep- Eyes shut and mind closed of the world beneath I would say- Take what's left of me...
I have been so stupid to believe- That my life was worth anything I have been so stupid to believe- Someone could penetrate so deep to find what’s inside & set me free
I understand now, happiness: A brief moment of spontaneity in which the world opens up and reveals itself & then quickly closes off- The feeling comes and goes, leaves me: Remorseful, bewildered, always hungry for more
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Post by mfwilkie on Jun 9, 2008 21:39:47 GMT -5
jess,
I like this, but think it needs to be tightened a bit.
Give it a few days and then look at it again.
I think you'll hear where it needs to be trimmed.
Maggie
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