Writing Poetry posted January 28, 2010

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The Strain

by Caeric il produttore

Situations are like bullets
My life inside my brain
Every single ricochet
Drives me a little more insane

Can't handle all the stresses
Can't remember all my lines
I wish my body were a map
Wish I could point myself some signs

Though it feels that way,
At times, that my speech is never heard
Like I'm talking with my hands
And you look at me absurd

I can't hear you anymore
You're yelling way too much
And I wish we could go back
To when I longed to feel your touch

Now I just want to be loved
So I act out for your attentions
But you just get angry and enraged
I feel the need for interventions

Spiritually drained
Emotionally lost
We fight to stay together
But this war has such a cost

So now I start to think
And in the end I have to say
I want to stop, to love you
And make the anger go away

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