Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I'm I still awake                           Or maybe Its my unconscious mind Yawning The crickets voice whispers in loud pitch drop a pin, bet its bang will scare the Rats I've seen the cloud right from the windows blade No stars, no moon all dark and wiped out I'm I still awake        Or its a dream I can't edit Feeling a pinch on my elbow My eye twitching, more like a blink The dark pales wears off    My thoughts streams ahead of me we both floating towards a direction. A piece of me flares up in bizarre Fighting a tug of wars with my Emotions At the worlds unruliness The words ve had from the one That matters Couldn't hurt more Though, I hate him less... But A string of jealousy binds me.. Deep down, I know Some mate in me feels completely at ease With this words Coming from him...                            The respect I owe him Weighs more. The Love we share means more The feelings I get, though a bit bruised But its never changing Cos, only my heart can really tell, The trend at wish it speaks his name...
0
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
Untitled
I'm I still awake                           Or maybe Its my unconscious mind Yawning The crickets voice whispers in loud pitch drop a pin, bet its bang will scare the Rats I've seen the cloud right from the windows blade No stars, no moon all dark and wiped out I'm I still awake        Or its a dream I can't edit Feeling a pinch on my elbow My eye twitching, more like a blink The dark pales wears off    My thoughts streams ahead of me we both floating towards a direction. A piece of me flares up in bizarre Fighting a tug of wars with my Emotions At the worlds unruliness The words ve had from the one That matters Couldn't hurt more Though, I hate him less... But A string of jealousy binds me.. Deep down, I know Some mate in me feels completely at ease With this words Coming from him...                            The respect I owe him Weighs more. The Love we share means more The feelings I get, though a bit bruised But its never changing Cos, only my heart can really tell, The trend at wish it speaks his name...
Dunno if this is not confusing,but my heart understand it better # ZERO.# 23/06/2014 Time: 01:06am.
Honeydrops92
Written by
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem