Flaws

Feelings are certainly funny
things,
Forget-me-nots flutter as if
flowers grow wings.
Fear itself is the root of
these flies,
Flying in chaos, cicadas, just
cover your eyes.
I question but I know that I don't
need a heart,
I've got one already, it's kept
in the dark.
I have spider fingers and lions'
claws,
And my big brown eyes see
nothing but flaws.
Although my ego is too big for
my soul,
I lack a self love that mean
children stole.
I'm now screwed up and mixed
up and hung up to dry,
But I stay drenched for my
tears all fall from the sky.

-M.J.B

Reviews

[terry smith]

loved this...very expressive!!:)