PaperxPoetry

I'm Up
Writing
A Paper
And Poetry
Thinking
About Life
I'm Living One
I Partly Believe In
Aren't We All?
Must Survive
Thinking About Love
I Love Me
You
Them
Him
Had To Clear My Throat
Didn't Say That
That Was A Mistake
Big Step On My Heart
Heavy
Sometimes
I Wanna Say Things
I Don't Mean
Only Because I Feel Things More In The Moment
...Gotta Go Back
To This Paper
This Was
The Poetry.

2/13/10

I Shall Let This Flow
On To This Paper
These Thoughts
That I've Stomached
About He
...Still Somehow Bringing Life To Me
We
How Does He Know
How To Subconsciously Make The Sunshine Show
And Maybe This Is Selfish Of I
To Claim One Entire Sky
But Sometimes His Energy Makes Me Feel Like I Can Fly
I Contemplate
If We Could Continue To Procreate These, Vibrant Spirits
Throughout This Time That Neither Of Us Can Measure
In This
Magnectic Friendship
Started As a Kinship
Which Now Makes My Spirit Do Backflips
I Try And Reverse The Motion
Sabbotage The Ingredients To His Potion
That He Most Likely Unknowingly Trickles Over On The Outskirts Of My Heart
And I Can't Quite Trace My Fingers Back To The Start
But I'm Somewhere Caught In The Middle
...With He.
..On The Mental Of Me ...
It Seems To Come ...Naturally.

....

bound and wound
in these seesaw emotions
up and down
i frown
no smiles
just miles and miles
of frustration
contemplation
no relation to the once
happy
pleasant bird i used to be
i am not me
under these constraints
....

confined.

feeling trapped.

hereekittykitty.

i m g o o d :)