Wednesday, November 28, 2007

He said She said I said

*erased*

I tremble easily
I fear of fear itself
I panic when I should not
Such a life, that one should not encounter
That one should not even contemplate
That I take it as a breathing death

I dislike the fact that I am paranoid
I detest the fact that I go through my routine without you
I despise the fact that I build walls around me
For I fear that if you showed that you care for me even a bit
The walls that I had will be a precinct to me
That I will never leave and the child in me will never grow

What have I become one might wonder
I am man with his ego
I am also a woman with her sensitivity
I am all walks of life



1 comment:

Sookie said...

the poem speaks :]

one day you will really be 'just friends'

maybe even good friends, and you'll wonder what you ever saw in him

and it won't even take another person to do that for you

-hugs-