Saturday, May 4, 2013

He Picked You

I am in a labyrinth, lost
a vortex of nothing imminent, only a ghost
how can i save something
when i am the one who needs rescuing

a few steps back- i trudge
my neck held up high, she had a grudge
against me, i am afraid
when will those feelings ever fade

I would do anything, even cheat
but either way, i'll wallow in defeat
it chose you, the ray of sunshine
don't worry about me for I am fine

poem for may 4, 2013
First time to try out deep metaphors, so no gpoy moment for now

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