Sunday, November 25, 2012

I WANT POEMS FOR DINNER (Ended relations)

Severed ties from broken lies
Apathy on the rise, too many failed tries
No mending the cut, from words unspoken.
Stay with me, promises broken.
Push it deeper I'd rather say.
On speaking terms, not until another day.
I guess I'm free from a loveless incarceration.
The stability would prevent me from unstable elation.
It'll come again if the tides follow
But back towards the inner sea, my tears
Fall to lands fallow.
Til then I'll wait, hold confidence as bait.
Search of traits, just a fabricated fate
Who needs it? No one.

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