killing my spirit
spilling, drowning in your spite
in spite, besides my best efforts
to make it better, to help you see
the beauty deep inside of me
and every single thing
around.
but there's no getting through - to you.
nothing to pierce that skull
of yours, not making any sense
mindless prattle and screaming
tearing yourself down before us
as if you were once a great wall
before your destruction overcame you.
spilling, drowning in your spite
in spite, besides my best efforts
to make it better, to help you see
the beauty deep inside of me
and every single thing
around.
but there's no getting through - to you.
nothing to pierce that skull
of yours, not making any sense
mindless prattle and screaming
tearing yourself down before us
as if you were once a great wall
before your destruction overcame you.
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Re: newest poetry
Thu, June 2, 2005 - 3:00 AMi really identify with your prose! beautifully spoken...
