I’m stupid
That I don’t see
What you actually doing.
I’m not stupid
I just Attentional
Ignore stuff
I knew it
When you say
Your dad
It’s not actually your dad
That’s you staying with
Be honest with me

.
You are the future
but already a ghost,
and I sit tapping a pen
waiting for you to come.

Invade my empty mind,
crowd it with wisdom
that can be flow written
across lines of emotions.

Just as an ear for poetry
harkens to a moving soul.


Pagan Paul © (15/01/20)

Talking it out
Defuse the frustration within
Silent after a few moments
The mind racing need to decompress
Pent up emotions bubbling up
That need to be expressed
Spoke kindly got ignored
Spoke directly with a tone
Suddenly the vibe became livid
So much taken in lack of respect
Now returning the vibe so intense
No need to run or hide
Once the foot hits the ground