My Own Piece of Mind

My Own Piece of Mind

A Poem by Kiddo
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for the man who knew it all...

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It’s almost after 7

And there’s no drama this early on a Friday

I’m confused by your deviance

But I must admit...

You intrigue me

 

Evening shadows have taken over

Our youth and the mourning sun

And I can’t tell if the dim light

Circling overheard are early stars or

Burning lights from a passing flight to France

 

These city skyscrapers are only beautiful in photographs

 

Its more about the fact that I haven’t seen you

And you’re telling me...

But I don’t really care much

About what happened Sunday night...

With her

 

Your beauty is almost condescending

I know you know that I’m pretending

That I don’t notice how you are

Staring at me, and I wish I could

Turn my face and tell you that I meant it

When I said I loved you...

Love has become such a nothing word.

 

Your eyes are the madness that matches the sky

Your heart is a tangle of wires

Entwined with your nonchalant ideas

On life

On love

You’re an artist with an unhallowed heart

 

It’s vague to say what drew me here.

Repeating the same, unanswered questions

I’m slowly losing fascination

It’s odd how we always find ourselves

You prattling on

Me taking it all in silently

Like a part of me dying

I’m losing myself again

 

You flick your ash

Reach for another smoke

Clear your throat and

Continue possessing me

With your ideas

With your words

I still detest that you never let me

Get a word in edgewise.

 

The cars have stopped passing us by

The sound of your voice has

Finally faded

Uncomfortable silences

Shaky hands are never good when saying our goodbyes

Hold me one last time

I’ll be heading home now

Please, don’t think me crazy

I’m just trying to find my own piece of mind.

© 2008 Kiddo


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Your eyes are the madness that matches the sky

Your heart is a tangle of wires

Entwined with your nonchalant ideas

On life

On love

You're an artist with an unhallowed heart
very nice kiddo, i really like your style and that was a amazing stanza. Keep writing you are very good.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on February 5, 2008