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M. B. Poem
I lived in a world of eternal sunshine
I wanted to experience the rain
So I ran to where the clouds were gray
I felt a drop upon my hand
With naive eagerness, I craved for more
But what I received
exceeded what I had planned
Soon I was engulfed
in an inescapable storm
pure malevolence, irreparable harm
blinded by darkness,
seized by control
preyed on my innocence
murdered my spirit
captured my soul
At last I was set free
but frozen in time
I no longer want to feel the rain
I have forgotten how the sun shines
Copyright © M. B. | Year Posted 2016
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M. B. Poem
How I wish to be him
And for him to be I
For then, I could live
And he could drown in my lies
Copyright © M. B. | Year Posted 2017
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M. B. Poem
How do i escape this feeling, fixation on a life other than my own. How do I detach from others actions. And not let them affect me. I want to be an impenetrable ball of steel, reflecting the influence of others (in)actions with a infallible magnetic force. Now, I am a sponge, a cloud. I absorb the actions, words, intentions, of others. Easily, automatically. They seep into me with ease, and linger. I hold in these feelings from others intently. A walking collection of the mental states from those around me. Or I can be a cloud. My world, unstable, transparent, fragmented, easily dispersible with a gust of wind.
Copyright © M. B. | Year Posted 2024
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