My ConditionA Poem by writingonthewallI'm a Savage HeHeHe- A Brute But I'm only what I am- A poly-gram I'm only what I'm allowed to be Following the linear line set before me Until I end up where I started and my journey complete Suppressing my deepest desires A feeling more fleeting than I desire- Embers dying out in a bonfire, Their warmth escaping higher and higher OH! If only you knew Or if you could be shown If only my hands could paint in a vibrant blue Or if somehow I could sculpt stone My Nature is a compass Directing me further from my dreams- It's an abscess- an infectious fungus, Forcing me to live out these harsh realities This jungle is my home Where only the strongest survive Where you were born ends up being your catacomb This is a place were life is barely alive I wish I could describe it, Illustrate my need to escape- these unwanted feelings Even if only a piece mye leaves even a bit Deep down I know that I'm never leaving I'm a Savage Kekeke- only a brute © 2017 writingonthewall |
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Added on February 23, 2017 Last Updated on February 23, 2017 Author
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