mindless babbling.


[//TiME_AG0.]

Sameness awaits,
In the equal thoughts of saints,
We know that he has chosen,
Either way one day he'll have to say,.

Each night we are stabbing backs,
Not saying to see how the other reacts,
But keeping our wishes hidden from another,
Wishes so difficult to cover,
When we are alone,
We are screaming them aloud,
Hoping for it all to go away.

We are turning away from each other,
Breaking up what we said earlier,
And forgetting our eternal promises.

We are running out the door,
Away from all of our values,
Running away from our lives,
Only out to catch the one ahead of us,
Only to find,
The one we left behind,
Has succeeded us already,
And planning for their inevitable victory,

Victory,
To reach the stars that we looked up to at night,
Up in the clear midnight sky,
Wishing our selfish dreams,
On the stars the streak across the sky,
And forgetting the other,

Too selfless to tell one,
Too selfish to tell some,
They both have the same outcome,
Silence,
But why is it that you are backstabbing when you break the silence,
I wish to do so,
But I am too fearful,
You see I have already ran out of glue,
I broke it the last time i was honest with it,
And that was the last chance,
So I have hidden it in a box,
In the corner of my room,
Trying to hide it from even myself,
And the valued too,
But the valued have found it easily,
So i try my best,
To run away from the valued,
And not let them see my treasures shattered in my box,
In shame i run,
In hope i run,
But both have the same outcome,
So I run.

I puzzle the valued,
With worthless words,
And meaningless distractions,
Because sometimes i don't want to see their reactions,
Sometimes i slip,
And i say what i have hidden,
And kept only to remembered in my uncontrollable dreams,
But sometimes distractions aren't enough,
So i loose a piece of my value's smile,
And as this happens,
Their smile fades,
Never to return,
I wish I had never lost their smile,
So I try to gain it back,
Sometimes i can forget myself and work so hard in gaining that smile back,
And I start to loose mine,
In working for the smile i might have to exchange mine,
And I might have to bury the box of my greatest treasure,
Although the treasure is broken, i still treasure it,
But I do not wish for my value's smile to fade,
And I do no wish for my treasure to disappear from my thoughts,
I don't want my thoughts to become memories,
The gears start to move,
Pushing my valued farther and farther away,
Never to return the same,
I hope this time i don't run out of tape,
Because i need all the tape i can get to help my valued,
They still have some glue left for themselves,
So i hope they don't run out,
And they don't stop running like I have.




Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2006-11-05 at 08:15

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