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Pretending All the While I Dont Have An Other Mother

you never told my other mother anything id be looking for the real thing you never told my other brother we would be confused by reality and the fairytailes would lead us to a destiny unwinding the hands of tick tick ticking hands hello time bomb whats happening did they notice the words i never held in my head the sorry of the cold heart you blew away no substitute for the gold in the afterlife you keep hunting after substutute for the immortality sickness of immotality humbled pie actually mutually gratified and i thought i thought thought we were in love thought we were in love thought we were in love everything you said was nothing to the darkness insidfe the light i held to the hollow the hollow pitying myself consequnce of the substitute for the pleasure you recieved see subsection fourteen paragraph four nevermind what it was you saw in the movies that was a master of illusions there will be more left for you stand behind me satan theres a real disaster coming for me real propoganda real destitute endless tears endless prayers no fears of their bottomless you never told my other father id ever catch on to the drama of what he was the charde of all that stuff the solitude of never enough never thought id ever give up but i did i did i sold myself out cashed in bought myself a wild card to hide from you a starshine a patronising shiner something to fall into but you wouldnt ever stop begging your neighbor i wanted it for me you should be happy its your sow all yours the greed of what i would have kept for myself you have for you the nothing it is the worthlessnes of pointlesness i couldnt sell it and now neither can you waste your time too wwaste your time too string you along to come unglued fool by fool never twice shy just once to be true you never told me the cops were never going to be on the look out for the missing children when they grew up and went looking for their resal parents even if they had memories of their other mother their other father couldnt get away couldnt get away locked in my room all day \soory for the dirty laundry mom and dad scream and cry all day the police just told me no one would be looking for me you got away with it the perfect crime no ones looking for me im a lost boy

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