Those of dreams that consist of you
the one always lurking my lonely,
unknowing mind.
Forgiven by few,
you hunt me in my dreams,
following the cent of my envy around.
But you are never alone,
always followed
by some unforgiving other.
So therefore,
I am unable to claim you as mine
because there are always... "others"
Making me feel out of place,
out of mind away from reality
creeping in the window.
So I face off,
against all of these "others"...
If I win, I get the prize.
If I had happened to lose
the most unmentionable way
against myself,
It results in losing myself
caught in self reflection.
But thus tis the only way
my mind may function
against society.
So I shall fight,
and if I have happened to lose,
I shall look back,
until the path ahead is clear.
((HA. aren't I cryptic. if you find out what the whole poem means and says, i'll give you every single thing i have on gaia ;3 good luck with that))
 Elle the Werewolf · Thu Nov 06, 2008 @ 05:35am · 0 Comments |
