"felth" poems
Why do you allways sing?
I asked half asleep and watching as he shined polished or cleaned
some mechanical car part I did not reconize
or really care about,
I mostley focosed on the tone of his voeis as he slerd the words to
turn the page
he looked up at me with only his blue eye
why do I sing? Why, does it bother you?
I did know what to say becuz I did not know if it botherd me
so I just pushed it off with a fake smile
so what was with you yesterday?
I rolled my eyes, I did not want to talk about this or anything...
But he did not stop
huh? Did I do something wrong?
I laught and for a minute it felth like it might be a natural feeling
but he did not do anything wrong he can't if he tryd
and now I know his singing does not bother me
it brings me to life....
Jan 8, 2011
Jan 8, 2011 at 11:39 PM UTC
Never have i made this mistake, for which i pay...
Never have i felth like killing, for what i dont feel...
Never have i felth broken in my mind...
They say karma comes for us all, they say she hits with such wrath you never forget...and so now i notice the wrath completed.
Never have i made this mistake, for which i pay...
Never have i felth like killing, for what i dont feel...
Never have i felth broken in my mind...
I feel no pain, i feel only suffering... confusing as it may be, when your mind has entered a place where you see no end and no light, you cant help feel empty and wanting more but end up, wanting nothing... even Death is not a wish.
Never have i made this mistake, for which i pay...
Never have i felth like killing, for what i dont feel...
Never have i felth broken in my mind...
Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 9:29 AM UTC