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It seems numerous. Immeasurable in nature I want so many things I want to be able to sing I want a fling. But right now.... I want to feel a sting. The painful bitter sting of tears Cutting through my eyes Like watching a love one die. I want those hell hot tears that scorch my skin I want those tears that feel like broken glass Cause they are more to me, What you see as water, I see as blood The blood that flows from my eyes, like that of bullet wounds. For that's the pain that my actions have caused. I want to let them loose like a dam on the Victoria falls To break, just for a moment, and let this torrent of emotion to splash against the earth I want to tear the skin from this facade I present To take away the superficial glamor that I use to dazzle friends I want to show the confused mess that I am. I want to show what I am adamant on hiding. I want to show that I am just another piece of **** modeled after what is great in this world If anything, I want to dwell in my own self pity, at least for a moment. But above this, I want to you to see, That your words and feelings affect me woefully and that ultimately My one and only want... Is for you to not hate me.
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Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 7:18 PM UTC
I want...
It seems numerous. Immeasurable in nature I want so many things I want to be able to sing I want a fling. But right now.... I want to feel a sting. The painful bitter sting of tears Cutting through my eyes Like watching a love one die. I want those hell hot tears that scorch my skin I want those tears that feel like broken glass Cause they are more to me, What you see as water, I see as blood The blood that flows from my eyes, like that of bullet wounds. For that's the pain that my actions have caused. I want to let them loose like a dam on the Victoria falls To break, just for a moment, and let this torrent of emotion to splash against the earth I want to tear the skin from this facade I present To take away the superficial glamor that I use to dazzle friends I want to show the confused mess that I am. I want to show what I am adamant on hiding. I want to show that I am just another piece of **** modeled after what is great in this world If anything, I want to dwell in my own self pity, at least for a moment. But above this, I want to you to see, That your words and feelings affect me woefully and that ultimately My one and only want... Is for you to not hate me.
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Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 7:18 PM UTC
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