Pointless Behaviors

Pointless Behaviors

A Poem by Shadow Star Crimson

It’s kind of the same as crying; us dying.

It’s kind pointless us trying.

With out you; with out love

I can’t help but think that we are dying anyways.

 

It’s kind of the same as running; us bleeding.

It’s kind of pointless us trying.

With out happiness; with out faith.

I can’t help but think we’ve been bleeding  all along.

 

It’s kind of the same as breathing; us smoking.

It’s kind of pointless to quit.

With out us; with out each other

I can’t help but think that we need this high anyways.

 

Moral of the story, love is like all that bad things we are told to avoid

 

We cant stop everything just for each other if we will never be together.

And if I cant have you and if I cant have all these…

 

It’s kind of the same as dying; us running.

It’s kind of pointless us running

Without  a reason; without a  purpose.

I cant help but think we are all dying anyways.

© 2012 Shadow Star Crimson


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Shadow Star Crimson
Shadow Star Crimson

menomonie, WI



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