For A__

    by Winyube, Dec 16, 2010, 8:48:33 PM
    Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

So I heard you're well,
and looking for a good scare.
Scars, scars never go away,
despite how much they need to.
I was deeply hurt too many times.
fuck it.
Don't I sound like a whiny bitch?
I guess I've become that.
If you aren't alright with that,
it's a great loss to my health,
but it's fine,
I bloody well understand.
I was in a dark place,
and I needed your help.
For all that I thank you.
And now I say fuck you too.
Not interested in romance?
Not a believer in teens dating?
Bull fucking shit.
You just didn't like my looks at all.
I don't like it either, but at least I admit it.
And you also blabbed my secrets,
that hurt more than a tad.
So all that said,
it's a load of my mind by the way,
here's a poem I wrote at you.
Fearful of your name?
Of yourself?
Enjoying your Sophist education?
Shedding your real skin for some fake shit?
In the words of John Lennon,
how do you sleep at night?
The little Sophist with the Socrates' quote,
laughing a raven's laugh.
Tell me; tell me, have the flowers bloomed?
If they have, I'm surprised.
When it doesn't, I knew I was right.
The little blind speaker,
ever see what you said?
I haven't seen anything you've ever said,
will anybody ever?
You treat everybody as equal on paper
doubt you'll ever really do it.
You worship the mirrors
which never reflect you.
You change your little speech
but only the words change,
its meaning is pure bullshit.
The little scared one
fooling the entire world
and breaking all their hearts.
Treat people as pets
and benefit from them;
enjoy your future,
some fucker has to
you little Sophist with a Socrates' quote.