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chelsea Palmer Apr 2013
i'm not your ******* therapist
for every pain
and every itch
for every hurt that you feel
I cannot cure
I cannot heal
the mind can boggle
it does with you
the things you say contradict
the things that you do
a double standard
seems to apply
if you can do that
then, why can't i?
and I do care
what you're going through
but somehow i'm the one to blame
when all the while it's you
overreact, then apologise
imagine dark scenarios through blind eyes
this overwhelming lack of trust
i try my best, do what you must
some days you just cannot see
if i didn't want to be here
then why would i be?
chelsea Palmer Oct 2012
Insignificant passers by
the ugly smiles
and disappointed sighs
mildew rests upon a log
fallen from the rising fog
which clears off when the sun does grow
and shines down on your eyes and nose
the face's change
the mood does too
the time has come
to power through
bass line stomping to your brain
electric vibes rush through your veins
children appear and then the dogs show
each too familiar with things they shouldn't know
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