Perhaps For Me

2014-09-13 10.06.14

 

Even now, even upon a time
Cruelly and pleasurably
Either way you choose
A waltz in discord
To the dizzying heaven
To the blissful hell

To shatter into
The petals like a flower
To disappear into
Flickering wisps of rain
Turning off the sounds
Of heartbeats – surviving
Hiding, I am

I stand here,  because
My words are useless
For anything
How many tears made me weep
How many times did I receive scars
How many times did I feel
Arms wrapped gently around me

What have I seen
What have I felt
I used to listen to
The song that is heard afar
I used to imagine surely
One day, this way

Perhaps for me
It was too much
Rather than not enough
Perhaps for me
I may have lost
Something wonderful
It was there,  in front of me

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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