MEANINGLESSLY DISTURBED

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improper tears force me to fake my smile so to cover

the pain

so many months gone by and my feelings toward you still

have yet to wain

where is fairness hiding in this love's one sided cruel

game

every time I called your sweet face to my memory

tearfully it always came

I admit I've done a bit of crawling in my time

but never have I had to verbally crawl through a rhyme

yet, I'm doing so now

by hiding between these few poorly written lines

for there is never much offered to she who plots

or pines

If I conceded to give you a moment would you spare me

an emotional dime

well, let me say for the record that out of this pit

of uncertainty for it I would clamber or climb

will your memory always hang about me in the air like

a lost ghost in limbo

or will your physical indifference supply the final

push that forces me to go

hopefully, of the two choices I'll choose the correct

one

the one that will allow me to be alright even when

reality informs me that we're done...........

( written June 8,1992 pm)

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