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*Further my mind goes, than I believed it could fathom Fathoms below even the deceased dreams chasm Impassionately growing through and between atoms To learn There is no whole truth in solely words Blindfolded, if your mind isn't where the memory occurs So it's sure We'll never understand more than we're capable to confer And it doesn't mean, you can't relate to the way I toss n' turn In my sleep That it isn't the same color we bleed Or that we aren't perhaps equally 'deep' Just that we hold some nature of privacy in our thoughts, from any other's gaze Did I mention it was books of seperate authors, though we're on the same page? What I wish to relate today Is I have been changing to date I'm breaking, down just like anyone else Draining my health Enslaved by the chase of wealth Smiling while we're high, but we'll retreat to our personal hells The honesty is, I'm scared to delve into myself Because I know where my truth gets ugly, and has no glamour Not the 30 second commercial version of what it's like living with cancer It's habits, actions and manner Looming over my pride Leaving a weakness in my stride Making me feel tired before I've tried*
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
You Can't Keep Secrets From Your Dignity
*Further my mind goes, than I believed it could fathom Fathoms below even the deceased dreams chasm Impassionately growing through and between atoms To learn There is no whole truth in solely words Blindfolded, if your mind isn't where the memory occurs So it's sure We'll never understand more than we're capable to confer And it doesn't mean, you can't relate to the way I toss n' turn In my sleep That it isn't the same color we bleed Or that we aren't perhaps equally 'deep' Just that we hold some nature of privacy in our thoughts, from any other's gaze Did I mention it was books of seperate authors, though we're on the same page? What I wish to relate today Is I have been changing to date I'm breaking, down just like anyone else Draining my health Enslaved by the chase of wealth Smiling while we're high, but we'll retreat to our personal hells The honesty is, I'm scared to delve into myself Because I know where my truth gets ugly, and has no glamour Not the 30 second commercial version of what it's like living with cancer It's habits, actions and manner Looming over my pride Leaving a weakness in my stride Making me feel tired before I've tried*
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
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