I'm in a vengeful, ruthless, spiteful mood. Hope you enjoy this strange text that is borne from reading a book with the strangest way of writing
Forgive my poorly and typical words, but a rant here and there, a random expression of emotions that do not fit in any context or conclusion, merely pure and raw thought, raw and naked emotion, blasting and screaming and whispering at the level it is felt, though not necessarily the amount of importance it should be given
is me
furious, avenging and self-protective
honest
yet not completely representative of all of me or my actual decisions and conclusions
...
Your demeanor upsets me
Your gently rigid rejection of my prods into your mind unveils me
Your indecision and decisive rejection confounds me
Spinning me in circles and knots while I chase your effortless, over-general, precisely-chosen words
enjoying every second of it,
you do not see
that your games hide my true nature from you
You are complexily simple and simply complex
and I too am so
But none of this matters anymore
because
your delight in treating me in this way
- what do you even want from me anyway?
your child-like excitement in sharing pointless secrets of your new-found crush
- for what reason?
My labyrinthic mind
My sappy heart
is finally closed to you
But what to do with this child, this boy, believing himself to understand this woman's way, her mind
- I dare not venture a guess to say
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-05-19 at 22:15
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Rant
..the only thing I wanted was to know you..Forgive my poorly and typical words, but a rant here and there, a random expression of emotions that do not fit in any context or conclusion, merely pure and raw thought, raw and naked emotion, blasting and screaming and whispering at the level it is felt, though not necessarily the amount of importance it should be given
is me
furious, avenging and self-protective
honest
yet not completely representative of all of me or my actual decisions and conclusions
...
Your demeanor upsets me
Your gently rigid rejection of my prods into your mind unveils me
Your indecision and decisive rejection confounds me
Spinning me in circles and knots while I chase your effortless, over-general, precisely-chosen words
enjoying every second of it,
you do not see
that your games hide my true nature from you
You are complexily simple and simply complex
and I too am so
But none of this matters anymore
because
your delight in treating me in this way
- what do you even want from me anyway?
your child-like excitement in sharing pointless secrets of your new-found crush
- for what reason?
My labyrinthic mind
My sappy heart
is finally closed to you
But what to do with this child, this boy, believing himself to understand this woman's way, her mind
- I dare not venture a guess to say
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 1164 times
Written on 2011-05-19 at 22:15
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