Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Friday, June 15, 2012

COMPLETE...(a finished poem)

Over, its...over, its.....
door slowly closes
inhaling the last time you will be
exhaling the first time I can breathe
but I'm not breathing
I'm disbursing heavy sighs
on the sighs sound like me screaming. "WHY"
and why is with high pitch
so its mimics cries
cries have no tears
so I shed tears in lies
lies are truth that I didn't want to to let go
but I let go before I really could grab hold
held on to hold that didn't quite hold back
hold back is when I held back that brings me to...

Over, its...Over, its......

Sad, when faces are longer than stretched gum
gum was the chewing of lies I couldn't swallow
swallowing led to me regurgitating the truth
truth is, I lost you even before I had you
you were, I thought, made me complete
complete with uncompleted missions of being we
so we
are incompletely uncompleted to be complete over, its....completely.........OVER!
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1 comment:

  1. Love, love, love this.

    In the end, it sounds like freedom.

    Love and peace