Trying to spill my mind onto pages of blank.
Written in blood as promise and permanant thoughts.
Just because she told me to.
Even though I feel as if I'm not ready enough to face it.
I'll finish something that I promised, for I am not a liar.
Just because she told me to.
But forcing out something could lead to a lie.
Almost like an exorcism, but worse.
But isn't an exorcism a good thing?
But what if it's an act?
Too many questions.
Just because she told me to.
Jenny, why, oh why do you do this to me?
You know I'm not ready for such tasks.
And in the minutes I've lost from writing this,
I could've been dying a little more inside from an infectious writer's block.
But just because you've told me to,
I'll continue to make this mockery of myself.
And just because you've told me to,
I'll throw myself off of this ledge into an abyss of words.
Just because she told me to.
Author notes
Well.. here we go again.
Tell me whatcha think.
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This poem keep me wanting to read just to see where it lead.. Very well written..
It seemed in this work is that you did not want to do it or that you felt hat you could not.. at least that is what i got from this poem.. Thanks for sharing . Keep writing..
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i'm intrigued. this poem is beautiful, there's no doubt. but i'm confused about the emotions that i'm drawing from it. reluctance, irony, bitterness, exasperation....am i getting somewhere close??
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LOL I LOVE YOU. It's funny but at the same time you write it so well that it seems serious and poetic. o.O You are one sexy, talented el beasto!
Jeanette*~
P.S.
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Thank you for the turd on my crappy poem, shitface.
Love you! ^_^
<3Leishie
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