I had a meeting with Disaster
When I let my thoughts go running
and set my emotions up for the firing squad
(one stuttering blanks,
but which, I'm not sure)
Oh, Tragic Romance,
I am no Stargirl, so need-based and bitter headstrong.
this is for the suffocating knot in my throat
at 3AM
Burnt out, and used up
the final conclusion is epic yet cliché
(but aren't they all?)
and the answers sting in braille staccato silence.
That night I surrendered choice to you
but I am not content to be alone.
Love is an island that leaves you shipwrecked
on the shore of decision.
((the choice was mine))
Author notes
3AM on the an air mattress I layed wide-eyed and turmoiled, back in January. Then I finally brought myself to write these words.
Only now, do I understand what those words mean.
Please tell me what you think
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I could never write something as brilliant as this as 3AM... you're quite gifted! I've gotten into this recent fetish with capitalizing certain words to make them seem sort of like characters, so I really like how you did that with this. And I love how you usually incorporate music or musical words in some way
I don't know exactly what you mean by this, but I don't think this is one of those poems anyone but the author has to; I think it's a really good one for relating to personally and just conveying emotion
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