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Unaffiliated Contradiction

How do you start off??
When you wanna reaveal what's inside behind these insights of REALITY.
Skeptical at first, but then a sudden burst of explicit emotion contstantly taking over..

Over and over again we try to end what we PRETEND we are- "just friends".
But I know and YOU know that were NOT "just friends"
Or maybe we are..?
But were BOTH hiding in the shadows of the dark and remember were BOTH guilty as charged
But let me just say that in your highest manifestation your energy is invested in satsifying collective needs for the betterment of society
I need some kind of sobriety check
Beacuase your ability to bridge the gaps between our "putting on a show acts" disregarding some of our relapses..
It's not even intentional but somehow becomes sensual boo
Creating a positive flow, taking us on a higher level of conciousness- full blown

Mentally we connect. Not that bullshit typical sexual attraction, but a beautiful intellectual interaction
Allowing our energies to flow freely, enabling us to converse; YOU GET ME METALLY...and thats the key..to my heart
So cliche' but true what they say, you always want what you can't have
And damn! It's too bad, that we can't explore these subtle emotions and mythical depths of our desires
Reveletory moment; NOT Real
Fulminate and maintain a functioning level of vitality
Back to reality! Put back on thee act, mental reboot, Go back, back space, e-arse, de-lete, cut!
Next page, new. Curb this need to control myself, hang on-can I get a mic check 1-2?

Everything I stand against is engraved and sliced right through past my chest, making a mess out of this dumb fucking love-friend game!!
Gotta keep this train of thought..
Beacuse my boyfriend..has a girlfriend..so in the end.. it's all fairytale
Inhale the pain, exhale the game and avoid the impulse of his spell even his fucking name
Beacuse it's succumbing and numbing my common sense of RIGHT
To decide which path to take, considering I want to stroll down that wrong route of nonexistent relatonshipness
So tell me how did I...become the epitome of my....own fears?
-The other girl
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