Description: Stupid little boys think they can fiddle with the most beautiful female spirits, just cuz someone tells them that they love them...very few boys or men for that matter know the difference between a friendship, a little pure security and true love.
I Think. I Feel. I Am A Fool. -------------------------------------------
Same old story
He jumped the gun much too early
Gotta know
"I just gotta fucking know"
When the words come out in the first hour
If her eyelashes rub your chest
Make you heart blush within the first week
A fucking week
You say
Theres nothing you can do
I know your an idiot
Time to admit it
To someone
Preferably her
Married over night
Inside his feeble little mind
He would be scarred otherwise
"I love her, I really do"
"Cuz thats what she said to me"
Dude, she didn't really mean it
Your shooting your mouth off in the worst way
Making promises to sweet hearts with clenched fists
You don't even shake when you lie
Just politely bow and then lift the gun from your side
The bullets may not even penetrate her
Cuz the weapon you hold may not even go off
Until you aim it towards your own head
Don't feel sorry
Don't feel anything
Why start now
The first kiss
A little invisible tongue
You lied to her
Boy, you did it
You really fucking did it
You heard it and you lost it
Of course she was happy to do it
She was happy to have any new friend
A real friend
Not you
You spoke with chattering teeth
Basically an uncertainty
A friend to her worst enemy
To get a simple glimpse
Of what you never should of seen
An angels body layed across a table of old bad habits
No priest
No sculpture
This place that only I pray
You came and went
Stuck it in my face again
"I got it and now we must become one"
Now you have gone too far
And my poor girl must swallow her tears
She was saving it for me
It made her cry
It fucking made her die again
And yet she repeated it back to you
"I love him, I really do"
"Cuz thats what he said to me"
She is so strong
You wish you knew
You will never know
Beautiful in ways that few can truly describe
And so brave
No one will ever get a glimpse of these things
Cause she gives them all to me
When she speaks for real
She speaks to me
You just saw a body
Heard some muddled lullaby
That she had already spoken clearly before
To me
To me
man...this just reached into the core of my heart and flipped on really effin bright light...I went through a bad break-up last night and this is so close to my own story it's bizarre. I needed to read this and I thank you for your honesty and creativity. the piece held up a mirror for me to look in and recognize some important things. good work...just a couple thoughts for edits..."just to have a any new friend" is that supposed to be "to have any new friend"? and "what you should never of seen" should probably be "what you never should have seen." just little nits I be pickin...nothin' big. Really, this is dead on and I have enjoyed a lot of the pieces you've posted here. nice.
Hey you.. this is pretty awesome.. um.. is the narrater the guys spirit? talking to himself.. I dont know just guessing.. but what I got out of the poem was awesome anyway.. thanx Shaun
angry much?!?!hahaha. yup...this is cool. and you and I both know that your muse was Tim. weather you want to admit it or not.lol. but you already did admit it...so that made absolutely no sense...anyways...I'ma go now.lol. later gare bear...keep on keepin on
Submission Name: I Think. I Feel. I Am A Fool.
