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Mar 2014
It's a series of back and forth
The way we are the way we move
I've never experienced anything like it on this earth
It's better than the best available *****


If I had chosen not to give birth
Well that wouldn't happen; because I highly disaprove
Abortion would have left a hole deep in my girth
And that is not something I want to try and prove


We have *** like its going out of style
Masking our emotions so we can get by
Yet all it is doing is fueling our denial
So afraid of fully letting go; I wonder why


Making the best of what I'm given
Sometimes falling into the oblivion
Losing hope in the life I'm living
Feeling the sting of the desert scorpion


If only to be numb from the sensory
It overwhelms me when I think too much
I need to compartmentalize all my registry
Stop looking for a way out; stop finding that crutch

- S.M.S
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