Tug a War
It’s like my mind is playing a game of tug a war and I can’t seem to win either way. It screams, jump, fall, win, and lose. Either way it seems we chose. It screams, “I want you”, it demands truth, yet knows lies are safer, yet they only lead to more pain. Split in the middle where love, and anger come and go, a love poem here, filled with sweet seduction and temptation. Only to go along with the pain, yet not suffocating just faint, like being aware there is a convicted man in the room, yet there is no screaming, no sensation, fear yet your legs don’t move. There are conflicting thoughts saying “sing me a love song” While another voice screams “it won’t last forever he’ll leave as do they all.” But love screams in protest, as if to try to balance out the hardships of this inner war. So here we go again, with this game, no monopoly, and no goldfish. By now innocence has left the building. It’s only your romantic self one edge of the rope, as your angry disastrous self holds the other side of the rope. Angel vs. Devil…..it will never end. This game is endless, don’t go telling yourself it’s any different, and don’t tell yourself it ever will be.
- Apr 3, 2012 4:40 AM
Tug a War
- Apr 3, 2012 9:54 AM
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I would be interested if the rope was attached anywhere but his anus o_o
Worst colonoscopy ever.
- Apr 3, 2012 8:36 PM
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I really like this composition - interesting work.
- Apr 3, 2012 11:36 PM
I don't think you could of made a dumber comment.