Comfort Zone
I FIND IT HILARIOUSLY SADDENING
THAT EVEN TO THIS DAY...
MY STILL FURTIVELY PURSUES HISTORY
AS IF IT WILL HELP THE FUTURE
HINDERING ON SEEMS LIKE
A LIFE LONG GOAL
ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO ENVISION YET ALONE ATTEMPT
BUT
HOPEFULLY-
THOUGH I DOUBT, FAITH WILL GET ME THERE.
I'VE BEEN LIVING WITH SHADOWS OF DARK BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES OF US
AND ECHOES OF OUR LOST BUT TREASURED LOVE
FOR HOURS TOO
INFINITE TO NUMB-ERRRRRRRRR...
EMIGRATION WOULD BE THE ONLY ROUTE TO CLEANSING MY SOUL
THOUGH MY HEART SOULY UNDERSTANDS THAT ONLY
YOUR LOVE
CAN REHABILITATE ME
CURSES ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL SO
MEETING YOU WAS NOT ONE
ATTACHMENT IS HUMANLY AND
I AM NOT MADE OF STEEL
LOVING YOU IS STRANGE
NOT BECAUSE I'M NOT USED TO IT,OH NO!
BUT BECAUSE I'M SO FAMILIAR WITH IT
THAT I NEEDN'T NOTHING LESS THAN IT
NOR SLIGHT INCHES MORE THAN IT...
FOR YOUR LOVE
IS MY COMFORT ZONE.
Copyright © Paxton Setou The Bard Of North West | Year Posted 2015
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