All Over Again

by Thoughtless Consideration   Sep 7, 2007


My fingers are aching for the feel of some words,
Because in my mind unless if its art, the world is absurd.
Walking down dainty suburban streets,
I'd die to get out of this mess that's so sickly neat.

Flocking to shops and clad in nothing but lies,
How can people possibly live this dull, anti-life?
Rain pattering gently on the sidewalks,
It's depressing that people actually FEAR the idiot called "jock."

My footsteps, they echo sadly in this empty city,
Please just leave me alone: right now I need anything BUT your pity.
The only thing keeping me here is the sight of your smile,
It actually makes me glow; although just for a little while.

Im holding back, I wont fall in love again.
My heart has been bashed and bruised and once more Im a cynic; I hate them.
Im already wed to these words and this sound;
But youre like a marvelous work of art; a missing piece Ive finally found.

I cant help but see the world through sick and sarcastic eyes,
But I know Im foolish no matter how hard I try to sound wise.
Accidentally tripped into that hole called love yet again;
I lied when I promised myself Id just start to hate men.

I cant help but stop the words flowing from my hands;
Im ill with living a lifestyle so articulately planned.
Throwing frustrated impulse into an empty page,
Stirring up reluctant love with my bitter resentment and rage.

Why do you love this angry, depressed mess?
How can I possibly cause you happiness and not pure distress?
Ive told you a million times that words come first,
But yet you wait, you wait...darling Im sorry, but Im just cursed.

Suffering constantly for a passion,
I dont believe myself: for falling in love is the height of fashion.
Why cant I be normal and just accept that I cant help but exist?
Well, the answer is that I simply loathe being an artist.

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  • 17 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    Wow... I simply love this one... I can so deeply relate to your words. You put yourself in this piece which gave great results- this poem is amazingly written and filled with excellently expressed emotions. I like it from the beginning to the end, I can't chose the favorite part.
    I like the rhymes in whole piece, too, they sound very original and add great flow to this piece.
    Your words usage is excellent, too.
    Keep writing!

  • 17 years ago

    by *Charisma*

    I like your wording. You are brilliant with just how you can say things. But I do have two suggestions for you. The first one is your flow. Some of your lines are extremely long, while it's following rhyming line is very short in comparison, so it jolts the reader around instead of making for a smooth ride. The only other thing I noticed in just this poem was this line

    It's depressing that people actually FEAR the idiot called "jock."

    I feel like it was a forced rhyme, and really didn't fit in with the message of your poem, or not enough to have it in here. But that's just an opinion. I only offer suggestions because I know that's how we grow as poets. And how can we know what others truly think of our work and how they respond to our words if they are too afraid to be honest with us?
    I look forward to more of your work as I think you have an amazing talent, I just think, like my own work, it needs some touchups here and there. :)
    Charisma*

  • 17 years ago

    by AGirlWorthFightingFor

    This is like the early works of Senses Fail. Raw, all-over-the-place emotion.

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