Working Title
By toy soldier
Forced love is...Tragic
Scared silent of,
Forced… Love
For you.
Adding aggravation to my current situation
Mounting
agitation impending detonation
The writing is on the wall…
In
a different language
stretch.. grasp. at.. (at… what?) falling
short
Where to go from here?
How do we get to where we’ve never
been?
How do we give what we don’t understand?
We have never
gotten past almost.
I want to reach happily ever forever after…
However, Never! Have we ever …
Taken That next step..
scared
is what they say, scared Is what I am
But I will never say that to
“they”
Scared, is, me… broken, is, in, me..
How can I give
that to her?
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Copyright 2009 toy soldier
Published on Saturday, November 7, 2009.
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"Poetry"