Lol. i enjoyed this poem very much. The short sentences made for excellent form and allowed you to have a bit of wit in the end.
I am.
The reason they cant love freely.
The reason his dad is absent.
The reason she doesn't get enough time in her day.
When I speak.
Its to beg.
Its to cry.
Its to be ignored.
When I love.
Its needy.
Its obsession.
Its not good enough.
When I breathe.
I get the feeling I contribute...
... to everyones virus.
Survivng hurts me, because I make them sick.
When I do something nice.
Theres a motive.
What do I want?
How could I be so selfish?
I am the disease.
Got any disinfectant?
... Not Ever Again...
Lol. i enjoyed this poem very much. The short sentences made for excellent form and allowed you to have a bit of wit in the end.
Seduced by Flesh
Its funny, because when I try hard to work on the composition of something... It never turns as quite as good as the poems I just write on a whim. (Like this one.)
... Not Ever Again...
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