Monologue
I am tiredof this endless monologue
My mind speaking to fictional you
My words typing across the screen
- to whom?
I keep speaking, expressing
years and piles of writing
up and down pages
my scribbles and self-expression
poorly done and in between a few jewels that truly speak what I want them to express
Boxes filled with me and how I see and have experienced the world
I am tired of this endless monologue
to someone that is not you
I am impatient
and humour myself with notions of being inclined to burn the whole pile
What is the use of expression?
if there is no one to care about reading
me
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2012-01-03 at 00:31
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