You didn’t mean to
I know you were innocent
I know that you started off with good intentions and
What they call, a
Clear mind
But when you did what you did, I wanted to scream
I wanted to kick you and yell
Shut up!
Stop holding me down
Stop pulling my sides
Stop kicking my heart
You stepped passed the line
And though I thought I was in a state of
Acceptance with this drunken reality,
I wasn’t
And this time there was no
Trip to the moon
As my escape route
I don’t know whether it was the cloud of goodbyes
Or the hits of hello that shook me awake
But I know that, now,
I am lost
And the numbers of understanding are lacking
I know
You’re innocent
And
You meant no harm
….Or did you?
Just
Give me the key to this ball and chain
So that I can live
What they call,
A life
Sunday, December 11, 2005
A Scream Through Bent Bars
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5 comments:
ooooooo! while not being an expert on poetry i still know that this is quite good!
Beautiful Lina. I love the "trip to the moon as my escape route" and the ending lines especially. This is wonderful! Keep up the phenomenal work!
ohhh yeah.
I'm catching the references.
...although I wish I didn't catch the application to real life.
dude lina youre an amzing writer...like i love the way you wait for a while and then ill look at your blog and theres this mamzing poem that seems to capture everything in one...like you said
anyways i love this poem its really what i wanted to read right now anyways even though i did read it already
beautiful
this is quality haha
LOVE YOU MAN!
-iz
p.s. sorry bout not catching the references ill try harder haha
THANKS ALOT ELLIE! haha jk
get it. got it. good. Lina this is amazing! I love the fact that you can put your feelings into poetry and writing. Its a good outlet!
muah to you!!!
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