Sunday, February 22, 2009

Boiling point

My blood boils
coagulating all that is good and sweet in me

Life has not been easy
hurdling has left me
...breathless

I try to find centre
but fail hitting my mark

Life is rocky as it is
much less to complicate it with love

The memories of loves not fulfilled
never truly fade
though no longer viable

Maybe I was born to be fueled by angst and discord
smoke myself into oblivion

I want to cry but tears elude me
do something
break something
shatter the silence

Run naked
SCREAM
anything but this quiet
silent
monotony.

2 comments:

Azikiwe said...

"Run naked
SCREAM"........hmmmmm ?....well you certainly will have good material for your radio show...

;-)

Sheer Almshouse said...

I believe that one day I truly will. Even for the heck of it. Might have to do it in the Red Light District though.

 
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