Harsh harsh harsh
depth in my thoughts,
i persistently question my self where did heads
bump foreheads.
as i sit on the edge of my arm-chair,
recalling back,and my flash back do me no justice.
As i write this poem,
attempting to denote the contributing factor of the state of my mind.
Harsh harsh harsh..
I console myself,i calm myself,i humble myself and
take the blame..
to balance my anxiety,
to balance my curiosity,
and to settle the state of my mind.
Harsh harsh harsh...litle girl!!!
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 5:47 AM UTC
Harsh harsh harsh
depth in my thoughts,
i persistently question my self where did heads
bump foreheads.
as i sit on the edge of my arm-chair,
recalling back,and my flash back do me no justice.
As i write this poem,
attempting to denote the contributing factor of the state of my mind.
Harsh harsh harsh..
I console myself,i calm myself,i humble myself and
take the blame..
to balance my anxiety,
to balance my curiosity,
and to settle the state of my mind.
Harsh harsh harsh...litle girl!!!
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