Test, a poem
PostPosted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 9:24 am
This is just how I feel right now, I'm unleashing my feelings. What happened in the poem is true. It's directed to my. . . .Friend? His name is Andrew. (Not you, A.J., if you read this, the other Andrew!)
Test
"This is your final test"
That's what the note said
Is it a test of survival?
Confusion envelopped me
Like it always does.
I've never figured you out
It's just another puzzle to solve
A labrinth for my mind.
For all that you've done
I hate you for it
You scheme, you plan, you hurt
You speak as if I'm nothing
Emotional pain
Laced around the physical
Bruises attest to that, and a bloody lip
To stop crying out-who needs to know?
And yet
Can I really blame you?
I came to you
You did not seek me, I sought you.
Strange situations arose
Who controls a heart?
I do not designate you as the bringer of my infatuation
But it came.
For why did I sought you?
Reason seems clear-darkness was near
The demons surrounded me
My choice of healing
Was a demon himself.
It lived in your eyes
I used a child of darkness
To bring me light.
I thought it worked
It certainly seemed so
Evil took on a new form
Obsession.
Total and complete submission
To every one of your touches
Teasing me for kicks
Fun for you, ecstasy for me.
Obsessions get out of hand
I became dependent
And the demons took control.
Torture became daily
My plan backfired
The addiction became stronger
Then, at its peak, you found her
And I wanted what I could now never have.
So what could I do?
I lashed out
Angry at pain I caused myself
Losing faith rapidly
In you and myself.
Pushing and screaming
Trying to drive away the child of darkness
Whom I believed brought my pain.
And now your here
A floating enmity
Of no communication
Left with confused feelings
I try to sort it out
You demon
You saved my life,
And you'd be the death of me.
If it's a test for survival
Then I'm losing.
End.
If you are confused, then you understand how I feel. Right now I am confused, and in pain. Ironically, that's when I seem to write the best-at the height of my emotions. This is my first original poem.
Test
"This is your final test"
That's what the note said
Is it a test of survival?
Confusion envelopped me
Like it always does.
I've never figured you out
It's just another puzzle to solve
A labrinth for my mind.
For all that you've done
I hate you for it
You scheme, you plan, you hurt
You speak as if I'm nothing
Emotional pain
Laced around the physical
Bruises attest to that, and a bloody lip
To stop crying out-who needs to know?
And yet
Can I really blame you?
I came to you
You did not seek me, I sought you.
Strange situations arose
Who controls a heart?
I do not designate you as the bringer of my infatuation
But it came.
For why did I sought you?
Reason seems clear-darkness was near
The demons surrounded me
My choice of healing
Was a demon himself.
It lived in your eyes
I used a child of darkness
To bring me light.
I thought it worked
It certainly seemed so
Evil took on a new form
Obsession.
Total and complete submission
To every one of your touches
Teasing me for kicks
Fun for you, ecstasy for me.
Obsessions get out of hand
I became dependent
And the demons took control.
Torture became daily
My plan backfired
The addiction became stronger
Then, at its peak, you found her
And I wanted what I could now never have.
So what could I do?
I lashed out
Angry at pain I caused myself
Losing faith rapidly
In you and myself.
Pushing and screaming
Trying to drive away the child of darkness
Whom I believed brought my pain.
And now your here
A floating enmity
Of no communication
Left with confused feelings
I try to sort it out
You demon
You saved my life,
And you'd be the death of me.
If it's a test for survival
Then I'm losing.
End.
If you are confused, then you understand how I feel. Right now I am confused, and in pain. Ironically, that's when I seem to write the best-at the height of my emotions. This is my first original poem.