Michael Harman Poet I do not know?

Weak Girl

Weak girl 

  

Could I ever tell you that…
How can I love you feeling like that
She’s dead now, 
and I just deal with you 
No, I don’t want to kiss you 
Just bend over 
And you better get off
Why do I want one more powerful?
But too afraid to wait
So I just deal with you
Someday I will replace you
And you will find another sucker
Or kill yourself
Maybe I should get out now
Uncertainty keeps me
So I just deal with you
You are so pathetic
And I am worse
Maybe Ill die
And then you’ll know
How it feels
To be afraid of love
Death is gods vengeance
For those unafraid of love
I hide under this table of hurt
And just deal with you
Like a disease that comforts me
That death is near, to run from the pain

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Michael Harman December 25, 2009 at 5:49 AM Thats funny sara, it was too intense for you to feel. Do me a favor and write something with some pain in it, i want to feel your pain, give it to me, something that hurts you, makes you cry.

Sara Kendrick December 25, 2009 at 5:40 AM Not sure if you are talking about the death of someone or a death of her love for you. Either way it takes time to heal. Writing helps. Sara

James Marshall Goff December 25, 2009 at 5:15 AM internal strife certainly breaks our positive flow! doesn't it, Michael! poetry helps immensely! all the best! and welcome to the soup! ...jimbo