just a short line poem nothin serious |
Back and forth we toss this idea that somehow together we might exist Like the sparks of a kindled fire we feed off one another taking as much as we can until there is nothing Destruction and creation the chaos is unbearable but it draws us both back no matter how hard we withdraw into ourselves to save what is left The acid we sling to push back for escape does little good we're trapped in this game of addiction no pain is too great to stay gone for long how to pass the time I try each time to cling to this warm new light and flee the poison the safety and love a unique treat compared to the vicious mayhem of before with him I want the light but the dark has its hooks They dig so deep I don't know what is addiction and what is true desire for what was before the chaos and poison I can go back never again he's the one who cut it off and in a way I'm happy but a small part wonders what it could have been So I think like most writers sometimes the need for some emotional expression can only happen through writing poetry. (It's honestly the only time I write poetry haha) So there's no need to take it seriously and critique it or anything, but if you'd like to I'm always willing to learn :) I didn't follow a particular syllabic style, or structure. I once read a poet's work who just broke her lines off short, and I liked her style so I've mimicked her here. |