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Jul 2013
Bed ridden..
Heart broken..
Miss spoken...
I've been through it all
And right now
There will be no more...
"Because I can no longer hold up my walls"
I'll Let my walls c r a c k
And s h a t t e r
and c.l.a.t.t.e.r and b r e a k
And then everyone can see
Who I really am, a total mistake...
Not a word will be said, not a tear shed..
As I let emotions leak through, these old worn down bricks..
And wash me out
Leaking my infectious behavior
Draining these betrayed feelings
None of them will be missed..
Maybe then
People like me.. won't have any doubt
Maybe then I can, yell at the top of my lungs with frustration and shout..
"Maybe then"
"My world will change" you tell me
But maybe then..
My stupid ******* heartlessness will come back into range
And then there will be no love
No morsel of respect..
Meeting me I promise you is something to regret
Maybe it's better to be alone..
Maybe it's better to be unloved
Because when you get to know me well...
*Push comes to shove
Nicole Pierson
Written by
Nicole Pierson  Washington
(Washington)   
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