One of Those People

Tired of people and their ridiculous assumptions

 

 

It’s all

            all of me

All that I’ve got

 

 

and it’s not enough

 

 

It’s you

            none of you

You...there

            Me...here

 

                                    drowning

 

In the wasteland of my solitude

 

I’ve built this lovely nest

but I’m not a bird anymore

 

I’m not a cat anymore

 

I’m human and my mind endures the greatest of pains

 

I am one of those people

those people

who are seen and missed at the same time

 

I’m pretty they say

 

they say

it’s a curse...this

being pretty thing

 

I’m disposable

whether it’s ex-lovers or long-term friends...

any woman who enters their lives wants me

out

 

I don’t want them

Why can’t any of them understand?

I’m not what you think I am

 

 

I am underground

I am earth

I am kind

 

I am a rare and well-preserved find

 

Wisdom from the past fills my mortal skin

Knowledge of the future threatens my immortal spirit

The present is the learning I’ve learned a thousand times

already

 

People fear but desire me synonymously

 

I’m nothing

to be afraid of

 

What you should be afraid of is yours

and hers

and his

insecurities

 

It’s the insecure ones

the ridiculously jealous ones

who will set your home on fire

with you in it

 

And you find it flattering -

their jealousy

They brainwash you in some sort of sick

psychosexual way

to think I am a threat

and that they love you intensely

Intense

that’s what the situation is

Intense

that’s who they are

            The Intense Ones

 

I am the one (one of few) who loves

unconditionally

 

But go ahead

be rid of me

there will be more

of the pretty ones

who will hold doors open

            and smile

and the intense ones will cut them out

and the intense ones might kill you

            spiritually, if no other way

if they can’t control you

 

It just doesn’t work in the end

 

And you’ll meander back

like a runaway horse

but “Don’t come near me...

 

You know I’d sooner put a bullet through you

than not.”

Author's Note

*The last quote is a from a Western I was watching on Turner Classic Movies. It's a metaphor...like I'll chew you up and spit you out, which is also a metaphor. Don't worry, not gonna shoot anyone, cuz I'm not one of the Intense Ones. ;)

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

this beautiful my friend..i did not read i just swollowed it..ha ha
i liked these lines..
I am underground
I am earth
I am kind
I am a rare and well-preserved find
Wisdom from the past fills my mortal skin
true feelings,thats how a writer tells things
lovely write

[Colette]

thanks blues! u swallowed it...cool!...it was a long one, hope u can digest it ;)

[Babe Roxx]

I always loved your style Coco...just wanted to let you know how much you influenced my style over the years. Thank you Sweetie.

[Colette]

aww Ev u humble me!

[Babe Roxx]

:)