Sideroads
I rant and I judge in logical and harsh wordsdrawing a long and thick line between their actions
and myself
But we both know
we've balanced along that line
dipped our toes in
those roads
we fear
and abhor
Alternatives not excluded
from our theories
and minds
But instead of jumping in head first
and swimming in it with twisted joy and perfect logic
We feel how it numbs
sickens
us to our core
causing our hearts to cringe from the taste
of those dark and dreary waters
pouring down those paths
that can never be called love
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2012-09-21 at 23:39
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