Third post of the day…I was looking through my poetry and
sharing some with my friend Sam…And I really love this one…So I figured I’d throw it up here quick…Its not about
anyone in specific…At least not anyone I’ve found yet…
Words, like hammer on
Strike the eggshell of my psyche
Breaking solid into powder
As I deconstruct to nothing.
/>Taking pieces, leaving fragments
And I struggle for composure.
Wreaking havoc, and I.m choking
pressure of the hurtful
And the sour, stagnant hatred
Leaves me longing for the comfort
That I find
within your being
In the closeness of your presence
And that look deep in your eyes.