Feb 2013
Oh, how I compromise to amuse you
Tell me, is that how I abuse you?
Your false claims ring in the back of my mind,
But this time
Will I fall for the *******
Or peel back the rind?
The pain is selfsame in the morning
And into the night .
Vicissitude of the severity throws my soul
Through a thunderstorm of fright .
How could I surmise
The reality to warp Into what I desire?
Into a grand surprise?
How selfish,
How naive,
How foolishly childish of me?
Tell me, is that how I abuse you?
Your false claims ring in the back of my mind,
But this time
Will I fall for the *******
Or peel back the rind?
The pain is selfsame in the morning
And into the night .
Vicissitude of the severity throws my soul
Through a thunderstorm of fright .
How could I surmise
The reality to warp Into what I desire?
Into a grand surprise?
How selfish,
How naive,
How foolishly childish of me?
This is the first of my writings that I have ever posted publicly. I've never even let one friend read my work. I know it isn't grammatically correct. I know "misfortunate" is incorrect. That isn't the point of my writings. I'm telling the stories as it comes to my mind. If anyone ever reads this., please give your honest opinion, honest criticisms. I am very open to suggestions to make my writing better.
Nicole
Nicole
