Flaws
Starts really simple
before it reaches a peak…
Ignoring your story
from the moment you start to speak…
Thinking about nothing
but the bouncing of your cheeks…
Angered and flustered
by the words passing your beak…
Calling you a bird,
maybe I did that in the lowest of key…
Which brings us to me, flawed
in my tact to approach a deity…
Staring at the wall,
looking for the answers that should be in front of me…
Left with an impression
that the answers were hidden underneath…
The wall, a euphemism
for the depth my skin is enveloping…
I start with me, so
reckless in my spectacles of affection shows….
So limitless in actions
designed to sweep you off your toes…
Drowning in moments
that dazzle you; whip you into euphoria…
Deeply penetrating your
soul, impregnating it with my aura…
Leaving you with bits
and pieces of me that you’ll never get rid of…
Not the type you have
to nurture, but the culmination of intricacies that is our love…
Even being nonchalant,
I enter this to win; not a game but it’s a war until the end…
The war is multiple
battles for me, proving there’s no one left for you…
No one left that’ll
make you happy on any level close to the level that I do…
In comes the moods;
they’re swinging in multiple directions…
The first flaw to be
listed; get it together B, seek help and suggestions…
So quick to get mad,
what the fuck; what are your interpretations?...
Second flaw should be
first; the short temper is too dangerous…
Time to go to work; job
hopping, always away…Do you have any aspirations?...
Fatally flawed there
too… aspiring to nothing, not a single inspiration…
Flawlessly unstable;
the oxy to this moronic way for me to behave…
Pipe dreams and
promises soon to be broken; shit is that all I gave?...
Nah, that’s just my
insecurities and fear, the strongest flaw I can’t stave…
Beyond the fact that I
neglected to keep a smile on your face; My flaw…
Beyond my ability to
make you cry right before I leave your place; My flaw…
Perfectly able to blame
you even when you’re blameless; My flaw…
Perfectly able to
misinterpret your words, being completely shameless; My flaw…
Preventing you from
speaking your mind without ending with regret; My flaw…
Preventing you from leaving,
placing more bets, keeping you in my debt; My flaw…
Knowing how you love
me, yet not giving you a chance to show me; My flaw…
Knowing there’s no real
reason for any of this, it’s really not that deep; My flaw…
Not making the moves I needed, quicker with my decisions, and taking that leap of faith while overall being nonchalant is my biggest flaw of all…
Comments
Post a Comment