I promised you the world and landed on a half moon,
Tattooed we can move past too…
Three times is a pattern, shattered with glass dreams
And that seems like my fault.
My bad … I’m bad too I guess.
I’m rattled— having to balance the imbalanceable
Infallible is how i see my actions
So my inactions seem impractical
At best, I am capable of loving.
At least I am capable of something similar to living
Selfish is an attitude that attaches to you
when you’re cracked too
If you don’t get the message by now, you’re never going to
About the Creator
Dan-O Vizzini
Has anyone else just been making it up as they go along? Have you gotten so far from where you started that finding your way back seems impossible?
Well— reach.
Power when exercised properly is a beautiful thing.
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Feel your strong emotion in this poem. Excellent writing.