I never wrote poetry..not untill the last year...now..it just happens. I have to write..it is my outlet..my drug of choice.
Here is the latest..I wrote today..just rambling..kinda dark, but Im kinda dark lately so here ya go:
Invention of tales
clothed in lies
your stench burns my nostrils
walking thru
thinking the world
is wrapped around your unwed finger
bound to no one
Standing firm upon deceit
confident of your own distortion
twisted darkness
causing pain on whom he touches
clothed in lies
your stench burns my nostrils
walking thru
thinking the world
is wrapped around your unwed finger
bound to no one
Standing firm upon deceit
confident of your own distortion
twisted darkness
causing pain on whom he touches
Looking at me
spinning the invention of tales
like a raveonous animal
sensing
that I can finally see who you are.
~Almighty Heidi
4 comments:
I really enjoy reading your poetry.
Writing poetry or anything for that matter is definitely a good drug. :)
Thanks Matt, you made my day.
Kind of dark, always works Hedi!
Honest works well too. Just saying what you see, that is the beauty of it.
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