Poetry :: That Woman
I have this sense in me, and it's rather morose. As if the world has fallen down, but yet I am apart from it. There is a random jumble of rumbling clatter in my brain, so I figured writing it all out until I can't think of anymore words would be theraputic. *chuckles sarcastically* But seriously, I hope I find the sufficient motivation in the near future to post the rest of my gobs of poetry into DeviantArt... *shrugs* But with warning of possible longevity; without further ado:
That Woman
I don't know what to do
Where to go, whom to be
Is it all for show,
Sometimes everything is messed up.
The sun falls down, the moon comes up
I drift away like mindless fluff
And I am left all alone
This feeling inside would eat me alive
And I don't know where it came from
... No-o-oh ...
Pick me up, push me down,
order my feet over the ground
I am yours ... to control
But I don't know
If I'm allowed to be
within your arms, within your reach
it's unclear to me
Life drowns away
in the background
My mind slipping, fallen down
blank ... empty ... lifeless
Chase away those feelings
you council me
but how can you chase away
something so undescribable
... unknowable ... undefined ...
Randomness, crazyness
running through the mind
confusing all around
Left here in a body
that should be mine
I feel bereft, without direction
without passion
a man would wait
for a woman
who's so confused
she's overridden
with confusion
with conflict
with fear
is that sad
can you tell me
for I'm unsure
it's clear to see
that I am ...
I am ...
That woman
2006 © Poetic
That Woman
I don't know what to do
Where to go, whom to be
Is it all for show,
Sometimes everything is messed up.
The sun falls down, the moon comes up
I drift away like mindless fluff
And I am left all alone
This feeling inside would eat me alive
And I don't know where it came from
... No-o-oh ...
Pick me up, push me down,
order my feet over the ground
I am yours ... to control
But I don't know
If I'm allowed to be
within your arms, within your reach
it's unclear to me
Life drowns away
in the background
My mind slipping, fallen down
blank ... empty ... lifeless
Chase away those feelings
you council me
but how can you chase away
something so undescribable
... unknowable ... undefined ...
Randomness, crazyness
running through the mind
confusing all around
Left here in a body
that should be mine
I feel bereft, without direction
without passion
a man would wait
for a woman
who's so confused
she's overridden
with confusion
with conflict
with fear
is that sad
can you tell me
for I'm unsure
it's clear to see
that I am ...
I am ...
That woman
2006 © Poetic