Pondering the words I read.
Feeling like a demon seed.
What is this I hide so well?
Is it Love I hide? or is it hate?
Do I dance upon ideals of its never to late?
I ponder much on all these things.
A broken promise, doth my heart scream,
at you?
To you I say in all my haste. Be gone, now go, just go away.
But as I go to slam the door, my foot obstructs its path and sure,
I rant and rave and shake my fist, as you sit and witness this.
Such a fool, such a clown, I'm such a dork, just shut me down.
I hate the way that I relay, all the ways I feel today.
But honestly if I reflect, I feel pretty damn good, but I'm still a wreck.
But isn't honesty the first step? To what I know not of, or yet.
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Written July 25th, 2006
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This was really good, really heart filled. I liked reading it, it flowed nicely and it was a really honest poem.
-Kevin
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