fear of design
you walk to me saying
that you are mine
that you arent swaying
the wind or tide
but all you show me
is dismay and uncertainty
your lies subject
to your creativity
i must object to you,
you are not my soul
my blue eyes, not yours
take your lies
put them in a whore
im no longer your
little sex slave
that you held every night
holding for dear life
you were afraid to fight
yeah, take the knife
i know you want too
the result of being untrue
can i forgive
no. im a cold
heartless
bitch
never to return love,
message or call
you want me?
come find me
ill lock myself away
put up all the walls
shoot you, as you fall
horizon looks so clear
maybe it will be me
who just disappears
In a list
A contest entry
- The crazy picture prompt points give-a-way! by volcaniclastic.
2000 points, ended March 2, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i liked the theme to it.
but it seems a little choppy and unorganized
like a story out of order.
but other than that, it was a great idea. -
smiles
Your poem is the first I have come across in this contest that I find interesting and appealing.
Not that my opinion matters much to anyone, but it is still good to read something that is different and has a fair flow to it. 
Most poems now and days feel mechanical, monotone, choriographed (spelling) This didnt. And I thank you for it.
lady
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