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I watch lord of the rings when I'm feeling empty and masochistic when I feel like butter scraped over too much bread not toast, but bread, with butter cold and hard to spread and I struggle until my bread is full of holes and I can't hold myself together -      I am the bread. I watch lord of the rings when I want to be distracted, reassured that in the end it is only a passing thing, this shadow and I cling to those words like my shadow clings to me hoping one day I will truly believe them but marathon after marathon I am frodo only in burden, not in strength I am aragorn only in fear, gimli only in stature, but most of all I am faramir in the pyre except I put myself there and I don't know how to wake myself up even though      I know the flames are coming. So give me cream and I will churn and churn and churn and give me flames to toast my bread as dark as my shadows, and I will scrape that butter on that bread until      I can survive.
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC
when all other lights go out
I watch lord of the rings when I'm feeling empty and masochistic when I feel like butter scraped over too much bread not toast, but bread, with butter cold and hard to spread and I struggle until my bread is full of holes and I can't hold myself together -      I am the bread. I watch lord of the rings when I want to be distracted, reassured that in the end it is only a passing thing, this shadow and I cling to those words like my shadow clings to me hoping one day I will truly believe them but marathon after marathon I am frodo only in burden, not in strength I am aragorn only in fear, gimli only in stature, but most of all I am faramir in the pyre except I put myself there and I don't know how to wake myself up even though      I know the flames are coming. So give me cream and I will churn and churn and churn and give me flames to toast my bread as dark as my shadows, and I will scrape that butter on that bread until      I can survive.
noah
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC
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