brandipoetry


I do not believe my history will disappear

                               to bring you happiness.

I   do   not   believe   I  can  let   them   go.

                  My addictions are too far gone.

You   were    love.          You   gave   love.

But I've let you go to live the  hell on   my

                                                                  own.

You can't fix what I have broken, You  can

                                        not fix me anymore.

I fear starting over with you.

I fear I no longer love you.  I dont love you.

I want you in my head,

but you got to comfortable.

 

The reality of the lost possess no soul to speak

It claims you, it claims me.

It leaves a memory, for your mind to weep.

Then with no strength left in mankinds beings.

It blinds your eyes, no use for seeing.

There is no such thing as freedom,

we are not allowed to speak.

Our minds hold our values

and inside each and every one of us,

Hope seeks.

 

Selfless-

The body lies

The soul is weak.

 I am what temptation craves.

Captivated by your disguise

Your words, healed my wounds.

The story's broken

You broke into my heart

Your invasions made me feel.

Your attacks made me selfless.

 

 

I am afraid I no longer desire

the many rules you've given this game.

 

 

In this most content moment,

Life rewinds to your vulnerability.

And soon, you're dancing with the Devil.

 

I don't know what you need from me.

Then again, I never have..

 

 

I will never understand why you stay.

Do I possess a hope, or are you captivated by my youth?

That I am natural.

It is said our age difference is not normal.

I am realizing now you're nothing but a trapped child.

You expect me to nuture.

You expect me to love.

You demand my patience

And you steal what I have left to call my own,

Who I am.

You can't grow up

You will never change.

Determination will let me satisfy the crave.

And I'll grow old,

leave years behind.

Yet you'll forever be phased by the boy

you never left behind.

 

 

We tend to always find something,

something to do with our hands.

 

 

He is breathing.

Yet there is no sound, and I feel nothing.

 

 

You questioned me

But I will not answer. (big mistake)

you second guess me

Yet do as I say.

I am woman.

Ready, Willing to thrive.

You're a thief,

played by my emotions.

No more.

I question you

I get degraded.

Your a man

whom I've shot down authority.

I second guess you

you fill my ears with lies.

Ive never hated myself,

for my youth so much.

So, goodbye.

With us, there is no future.

 

 

Copyright (c) Brandi Kennedy 2009.

 

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