Frustration
Spent Exhausted in thought Decaying in form Dejected in heart Why bother Lingering Wanting in vain I cup my face Rub my eyes Shake my head Naivety Passed with time Most petulance with grief Energy without spontaneity Zest with disappointment Ignorance Once bliss, Life’s lustre eroded, I walk a dreary path Desire battles realization Motivation My vesicle drained Seeking guidance within Higher force Anything Hungry What Why When Who Or How?
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cdkiwi
Old enough to think I should know better, young enough to constantly make mistakes, that will probably never change. Overly sencitive, slightly romantic, broad minded and easygoing. Poetry is something I never played with until life thru me some...
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