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Mental Litigation
That void, oh that void....
Knowing what's best....
versus what I want
It's oil and water
Devil spitting fire....
Midnight rider,
Soulmate
Fighter
Poetic desire
Utter fluorescent admire
Does none of this make no sense?
Good....
Because if you don't speak my language,
the lack of being able to communicate,
allows for a smooth and easy resistance ....
Yet as much as I avoided many,
and tried to resist....
I was still hooked in unexpectedly Encasing me with silk string,
my attempt to fly free,
now turned into courting persist
I allow this to occupy a lot..,
possibly too much....of my mental space,
Despite the warning signs,
numbness to love claims,
the playful tease to stay away...
This.....
.
.
Isn't .....
.
.
Normal.....
It's worse....that....
I keep being reminded it's nothing new,
I'm the same as all of the other birds in the nest,
Equal to all of the others whom have put this ride to the test....
all whom have been left with disappointment, emptiness....
whom have yet too achieve success
Depleting my uniqueness....
Hinting.....I have no real specialness....
No reason to allow resist to my pathetic persist,
I do not carry the mutual effect of mind blowing-ness .....
Mine just blows a mess...
and when I blow over,
there will be a next...
Normally, it wouldn't bother me....
I've grown leather skin to what anyone thinks of my soulful being....
But.....there's something binding.....
Trust me....I really REALLY wish they knew me,
was curious about my curiosities and wanted to feed conversations like ravenous butterflies,
Sensually sly....
randomly let me know I'm on your mind...
It bothers me more that it bothers me....
Because I've grown cold to being bothered by how anyone feels or acts towards me,
But that VOLT of electricity:...:::::....
What
The hell
Did it do to me?
Really......its funny...because it's all impossible...,
Blatantly....in reality....,
being brutally honest and realistic....
Life being completely sadistic...
Putting real life twists on it......
it's sayin'
Hey Mz. Poetic...heads up..
oh wait...
oops
Never mind you missed your luck...
Or.....
Maybe its my inner royal-ness saying.........
:::
:::
::::
LOOK Ms. Maven........
you've seen the creation....,
Now have faith that the universe
WILL create him....but...
in a source you can actually connect brain stems and finger tips with....
instead of not being able to supersede,
and desires longing to feed...
he's doing you a favor by keeping you at panic room reach.....,
that's what he's trying to get you to see....,
attachments are not meant to be,
when you share opposite seas.....
Let him put the wall between.....,
to protect yourself, if anything....,
The thoughts that cause sleepless nights,
can never be reality,
They're just taunting fantasies.........
:::
:::
:::
But I'm so stubborn....
Maybe I'll learn.::to embrace and swim in the ocean of acceptance,
Relax my tense....,
Bring myself to a common sense....
Find peace in this loud quietness....
Yet, in my defense....
part of the excitement in this.....game,
is not seeing on the other side of the fence
And the attraction is just to immense...
So I shall stay hard in my head
And swim in this toying.......
teasing......
sultry......eminence
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