Tongue-tied, devil head
Taken time to breathe instead
Of just falling for the wrong one
And seeing the right one long gone.
It doesn't happen that often anymore
That someone that you're so sure
Is perfect, is not, just another
to run from for cover with a
Trusted loved one. No, it's
A long time since you thought
Anyone was perfect. You're
Still sure there could be
Something wrong, paranoid
That things that went before
Will come around again. You
Have a deep-set feeling that
Your worrying will only serve
To bring things to that
Head, to that wreck that
You've seen before, but
Nothing you can do can get
The thought out of your head
That every time it will fail.
WhatWhyHow???
This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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