Poignant Degradation
Caught in a net, a web of wonder
Pricking my finger
Hoping for a drop of thunder
Tongue-tied
Heart-denied
Clumsy in the way of love
Too proud to show myself as I really am
Caught singing in the moon-light
Confessing everything my heart's denied
Pointing the finger
Always placing the blame on my pride
Too strong to lower my shield
Daily shielding my heart
From the flaming arrows of the unknown
Caught in a tidal-wave
A deluge of self-preservation
Never to relinquish these chains of poignant degradation.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2010
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