Land mines
The path I’ve chosen
Need to watch my steps
Or I’ll lose them.
I set them
Those traps
Intending to catch
Something other than myself.
But here I stumble
My fingers clutch thorns
My feet nailed to blades
Trying to reach
What I’ve told myself
That I should not have.
He’s not for me.
I know
I know
I know
He’s not for me.
And I want him.
But I never wanted him before
I planted the land mines
And the thorn trees.
Jul 9, 2012
Jul 9, 2012 at 6:31 AM UTC
Land mines
The path I’ve chosen
Need to watch my steps
Or I’ll lose them.
I set them
Those traps
Intending to catch
Something other than myself.
But here I stumble
My fingers clutch thorns
My feet nailed to blades
Trying to reach
What I’ve told myself
That I should not have.
He’s not for me.
I know
I know
I know
He’s not for me.
And I want him.
But I never wanted him before
I planted the land mines
And the thorn trees.
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