Take a review from head to toe,
Looking long into the mirror
see the rings around your eyes tattoo.
See, your body already covered,
Painted with the aches and pain.
marked by anxious, invisible ink,
on every inch, stress stretch over bare skin,
taking away joy and leave pain for a living.
With eyes weeping to heart beating.
living is overexerting every fiber within,
yesterday's memories are etched alone,
Droplets of wishes found in a single file
The pain of living I not enjoyable
among the souvenirs that you own,
Some days are more tolerable
When the sun was young and fine
And summer lights waited inline
long hours passing by passively
waiting for the moon and stars to shine.
With a collection of refining fantasy
that made you smile, and go into a trance
so, your life could have closure
Among the few special friends
meaningful enough without romance.
Categories:
overexerting, anxiety, crush, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
I stuff my pockets with misery and contempt,
overloading their contents, pleasure exempt.
I fill the dark spaces with sadness and dread,
overexerting the capacity, till all hope is dead.
I shove bits of hatred, and pieces of despair,
into tightly bound pockets, I callously wear.
I force fists of fury, into perfect folds of misery,
massive bulging indignation, that only I can see.
I line its gruesome insides, with terror and pain,
thrusting handfuls of vanity with bouts of shame.
I lunge towards its innards, like a thrusting rocket;
these dark grisly holes, inside miserable pockets.
Categories:
overexerting, childhood, confusion, daughter, dedication,
Form: Rhyme