Jul 05, 2006 14:53
The Story In Full
Do not look at me
Using eyes of contempt
Without any attempt
To comprehend what you see
Do not wonder why
It makes so little sense
I jump to defense
When accused of a lie
Do not shake your head
Tell me, time to grow up At With your half empty cup
Because I've given up
On the path that you tread
Do not come to me
Accusations and strife
You're no part of my life
And have no wish to be
Do not view my words
In a colorless light
They are meant to ignite
To be seen, to be heard
Do not think my face
Tells the story in full
That's a stunt I can't pull
For I haven't the grace
Do not call my bluff
Just to ponder and stare
I will not slide a dare
I'm inclined prefer to play rough
Do not come to me
Armed with gentle advice
When my kind favors ice
And the salt of the sea
Do not turn your cheek
When you ask for a fight
You surrender the right
To the shield of the meek
Do not call me friend
While you ask me to change
So unbidden, strange
And inviting the end
I'm looking for feedback if there's anyone out there who's up for it. This is a work in progress, as I should really go back to working.
-grin-
poetry