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Blind Chase
I chase poetic strokes
Breathe lyrical notes
Inhale intellect with deep passionate tokes
You are something special
I tried to see through the pride
But each day I got pushed further to the side
Made to feel like I was a nuisance
Interest was where you lacked sense
So....Ill do what I do best,
And slip into non existence
Being my worth,
feels to be just about that limit
I am not a trend
It eventually bores me being the same as society
The filters on my life are just a blind spot
This was all new but worth a shot
I was hoping for a friend....
not a once in a while propriety
I wasn't asking for priority
I would have been happy as just a minority
But instead I was chasing a tale with no beginning and no end
I know twice more about you
than you do me
Always asking questions,
trying to "learn ya"
And dig deep
If you knew me,
you'd know that's not me
I'm shy like a sheep
Yet you lit a flame in the form of chase
In which I eventually gave way
But.... you never cared enough
To once randomly ask me,
how was my day?
What are my children's names?
Was my childhood violent or tame?
Favorite color? Food? Video games I play?
All questions I asked you.....by the way
Yet.....
Despite my pathetic attempts to conversate,
It became painfully obvious our interest levels were not the same
Taking it slow requires two for the tortoise race
I was alone in the "get to know ya phase"
Once the heat mellowed down,
I was forgotten or replaced
No ill feelings,
please do not get my emotions misplaced
I'd just rather not communicate
With a soul who does not desire my brain
When I soulfully feel we were a match made in poetry's hall of fame
To keep chasing your lack of interest in me would only bring to me oblivious pain
It's hard to want and not be wanted
Be the only one that chases it
To feel "stalker" like in the game we playing
Because I was tuning the instruments of our sentiments
But the director and the credits were not displaying
Post dramatic to our traumatic energetic manes
Lame intertwine of reused pick up lines
All to break the ice
Which now holds me trapped under
Watching through drowning, frozen eyes
In the craziest way
I miss you when the wind sways
Even though your presence never factored into my day
Your soul is embedded into my equation
I miss our forethought plays and lyricist precision
I just wish I was worth a level more than a tired mission....
My soul is starving from my unrealistic visions
I can only hope it's fed one day,
in due time,
with golden precision
Published 24th May 2017
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Anonymous
24th May 2017 5:57pm
Sigh. Feeling it. Thank you for speaking it
24th May 2017 6:14pm
24th May 2017 6:11pm
like. he's just not into it. kick him down the road like a sqashed up can. long yet engaging pome.
24th May 2017 6:15pm
Haha if only souls could be squashed as easily as a can :-). Thank you. Most of my poems are long....I suppose I allow it to bottle up and then can't stop it from flowing...anywho....thanks for reading.
24th May 2017 7:21pm
I could say a few things, BUT I dont wanna be misconstrued...I sure do know the feelings though n I'm sorry to hear your
time invested didn't result in a great return... :(
time invested didn't result in a great return... :(
25th May 2017 2:59pm
say what's on your mind PM don't ever worry about being misconstrued. That's the other party's problem :-). And no need for you to be sorry. ''Tis life and part of the process. At least a great poem was birthed from it <\3
24th May 2017 7:51pm
I think this is a wonderful expression of a tiring place to be. I know that place all too well. You have captured it perfectly. Great piece.
Thank you so much. I appreciate you reading. It is indeed trying and weighs heavy on the soul. But it'll be worth the weight/wait. <3
25th May 2017 5:13am
Wonderful imagery, tight rhyming scheme that sings to the reader. I love this piece, very emotional very well written.
~anonshadow
~anonshadow
25th May 2017 3:01pm
I appreciate you stopping my PS. You are always relating to the emotion in my write and I appreciate that about you. :-)
25th May 2017 11:42pm
28th May 2017 3:30pm
26th May 2017 8:57pm
It's frustrating when you have that disconnect with someone. I love the way you choose your words. I read it and think "yeah, it's like that." Nicely done here.
28th May 2017 3:31pm
Yes, it is beyond frustrating...yet it is also "telling" at the same time. Sometimes the true colors of the world only show theouhhbhlack and white <3. Thanks for reading luv.
3rd Jun 2017 9:16am
This is nice! I like the poem. Seems like we're on the same page lyrically.
3rd Jul 2017 6:39pm
The power in those three words spoke a magnitude that surprised me. I appreciate your overstanding PeaceFlpw.
