Dancing with the ghosts of the past,
In a serpentine waltz you know so well.
Exercising distrust -
You prepare to be broken,
Unwelcoming of the bliss,
Always looking back,
Waiting for it to swallow you.
Unwilling to feel,
To remain Human.
You purposely stumble,
Rising up for unwarranted trials,
Turning the innocent into the guilty ones.
It stops here.
Interesting - surely an exercise in the ups and downs of life - nice work!
ReplyDeleteGood - it should stop - waiting for the pain instead of enjoying the present - been there, done that - stupid...
ReplyDeletenice poem - strong ending.
Way too many people live like this!
ReplyDeleteGreat way of saying it! I love the first line!
Ah yes, I've been doing it for way too long
ReplyDeleteIt does stop here though, I mean it, thanks guys :)