You might want to take something for that.

You might want to take something for that.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Are we sick? Are we brutal misfits, misshaped by dramatics?
You could cut the smoke and count the rings to tell.
It's been going on for so long. Viscous mechanism.

To be apart of the ultimate end. Dressed in black.
Still your a little shy of the agenda, aren't you? Little boy.

Am I next? Will the heart beat resist, to persist in time?
A nervous stutter in my walk, as I descend in my eyes...
Blank stares will get me through, they always do.

I'm listening to the shouts and blocking them out.
Forgiving immediately, as I always do, before I hurt. Myself.

But please won't you just tell the truth.
I never gave you the chance to lie.
Instead you dance with your own mind.
Because its safer inside.
Safer inside, behind lying eyes.

You always wake, to the sound of mistakes made by me.
Teasing me with the lack there of in you. Asking nothing.
My eyes are closed as I fight back the words I should say.

Congratulations your the finest succubus.
A perfect example.
A simple sample of what's to be said.
Lost translations, burned at will.
No shadow feels like kissing a disease....

Like you...

But please won't you just tell the truth.
I never gave you the chance to lie.
Instead you dance with your own mind.
Because its safer inside.
Safer inside, behind lying eyes.

But please won't I just tell the truth. Just trust me.
It's worth waiting to cut out you with my tongue.
But I always bleed to brightly on the way home.

I stagger and stammer as I clean up, my ugly face.
A better image of me in the mirror. Beautiful blue...
Bruises line up the matter of the fact.
That I am better off of your operating table.

© 2008 Lee W. Deason


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So many thoughts comes to mind whilst reading this and I find a really hard to decide which way I want to take this.
Personally I think, it is more about a inner battle with oneself that with a actual person. Bout a person who wants so desperately to be free, but locked himself within his own world, only letting others see what he really wants them to see. Like you so brilliantly said;
"Instead you dance with your own mind.
Because its safer inside.
Safer inside, behind lying eyes."

Great piece Lee, I really liked this one.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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So many thoughts comes to mind whilst reading this and I find a really hard to decide which way I want to take this.
Personally I think, it is more about a inner battle with oneself that with a actual person. Bout a person who wants so desperately to be free, but locked himself within his own world, only letting others see what he really wants them to see. Like you so brilliantly said;
"Instead you dance with your own mind.
Because its safer inside.
Safer inside, behind lying eyes."

Great piece Lee, I really liked this one.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This seems like a very powerful write, here. i'm wowed by it.


Great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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