Unable to Think
Authored on 06/16/1993
Two thoughts poundingPointing at I . . .
There's no way I can
Forgive this feeling
For visiting me twice
In a short lifetime,
No explanation found.
I return to the Burn, a
Sensation in my stomach,
The kind that festers
With Ignorance as they
Laugh together, joyful
And pleasantly planning
My fall. They'll wait
Until the festering
Increases, too immense
For words or for a
Poet to dominate into words,
Do you understand where
I'm going? The end is . . .
Unable to think.
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Twenty-three in Years
Authored on 02/15/1993
I never can say what I feelNeither can you
I never can open up to what is real
I can't talk to you
The words fight my instinct
Keep your mouth shut
This is for your own good
Lies I've learned to live with
Reflecting until the sun rises
Thinking about failures
Remembering when I've cried
Knowing why dreams have died . . .
Twenty-three in spineless years.
Note
Saturday | 08 | 05 | 2006 | Unable To Think | 19A | 06/16/1993 | 189 | About Parents During Engagement |
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