12:39 A.M.


As I realize the falsity of my
Not blooded family's, dedication and appreciation
My walls cave in
The foundation filled with the rejection
I gave in
Never thinking emotional opportunity could be so
Deceptive
The confusion, turmoil
I can't stress, let alone express it
I never wanted to spread my community
Thinking
I won't make the same mistakes that my mom and dad did
Grant myself immunity
Broke my own laws; sue me
For every crack engraved in my heart
Every good-bye that I let tear myself apart
My heart
Take it in general
Maybe fix it for yourself
Dis-ensemble
Do not be surprised by the complication
Its oblivion
So far ahead, I was
Now I am Mark Twain
'Twas, because
Still
No one will ever see me for what I am internally

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