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I wonder how the plants are growing on the windowsill a few cities away. It's said I'm a friend but they still pretend and I wonder if I'm just the prey. I can't even know; my thoughts cannot show and besides, what else could I say? I was offered a threat and t'was said I'd regret, and so I backed down and obeyed. All else aside, my mind still abides and amends I still want to this day. Because this is so, I will not let go, and so what this means is: I stay. No please don't wince, and you cannot convince me to do this any other way. This angered it so, and I really don't know what kind of a price I will pay. But no matter what, I've a feeling in my gut and I know that I'll be okay.
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC
The Prey
I wonder how the plants are growing on the windowsill a few cities away. It's said I'm a friend but they still pretend and I wonder if I'm just the prey. I can't even know; my thoughts cannot show and besides, what else could I say? I was offered a threat and t'was said I'd regret, and so I backed down and obeyed. All else aside, my mind still abides and amends I still want to this day. Because this is so, I will not let go, and so what this means is: I stay. No please don't wince, and you cannot convince me to do this any other way. This angered it so, and I really don't know what kind of a price I will pay. But no matter what, I've a feeling in my gut and I know that I'll be okay.
Shoe
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC
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