Profanity (day 8)

Profanity falls from the memory of you
I’m moments away from exploding
I tear out my hair with false logic
and slip away cursing your name

 

I don’t want to tell you my secrets
Profanity’s not even worth anything
But when I speak it’s rare, that should
tell you how destructive you’ve been

 

Profanity falls from the memory of you
I’m moments away from exploding
I tear out my hair with false logic
and slip away cursing your name

 

A lifetime brings up more silence
and words I don’t want to ignore
so I reach out and push them away
the curses I’ve sung and written before

 

Profanity falls from the memory of you
I’m moments away from exploding
I tear out my hair with false logic
and slip away cursing your name

 

You penetrate every single corner
our laughter still rings in my head
I’m willing to cry for a thousand years
overthinking what we never said

 

and suddenly I realize what the hell,
why am I swearing for you and sighing
when you can’t even tell me what happened,
I don’t even know your handwriting.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 8/14/16

Profanity, handwriting

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ashes_twisted's picture

So funny,

I almost did this word, 

but I couldn't compete with this, 

very well written! 

I especially enjoyed the ending. 

(^^)


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tallsquirrelgirl's picture

Thank you so much!

that means a lot, aww, you should do it! I don't want to hold you back and I'm sure yours would be very different from mine. I love your style!


*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james

Morningglory's picture

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This had a RoC feel to it. Enjoyed the rhythm and the rhyme. 


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tallsquirrelgirl's picture

Wow, that's such an amazing

Wow, that's such an amazing compliment! Especially since rhythm is one of the things I feel like I have trouble with, which is why I'm usually more satisfied when I write songs/more repetitive style poems. Thank you so much :)


*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james

allets's picture

Repetition

Brings a rhythm of its own ilk. When you write your voice is genuine. Thoroughly enjoy your writes ~A~