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By Violet P. Davies7 years ago in Poets
Nobody's strong because they want to be We only hold on because we have to And the ones who don't won't admit they're weak just by not hurting
I fell to the ground But I felt no ground beneath me So I looked up at the stars But all I could find was a dead black sky
I am sitting useless The world is waiting And I am an island apart I am sitting useless Silent and still Listless, shifting hands
Your disarming grin was the first thing to tell me I'd better stay armed Though I long to accept you as suave, sweet and straightforward, I can't let myself be charmed
I am standing ankle deep in tepid water More comes pouring in from every crevice I see But it doesn't bother me I'm being flooded from the sewer
You have never claimed to be a benefactor of my will But what does my will have to do with it anyway The grass that grows between these chess pieces is out of my control
This is the longest room I have ever seen There has got to be Some way out No windows, no doors No secret passageways
The budding leaves look like they've already dried up outside my window The crocuses are glad that they don't have to push their way out through snow
You are white sand and warm water And the tide is coming in The undertow is so gentle I won't even notice if I'm drowning
Bitter end A dark omen? Or the dimly lit backdrop to a sweet beginning? Bittersweet beginning May nothing end bitterly by our trembling, fumbling, pressing, yearning hands
My maverick memory has marked Many sets of eyes Eyes I've missed for long enough that I only remember them as blue And oft resignedly forlorn
