01-17-2013, 04:07 PM
Cut me some slack, I'm very new to poetry
I really want to improve though, so maybe keep that slack uncut
EDITED
In the dead of winter I laid to rest
In the dead of night I rose
My lover beside me, I could not sleep
Something amiss in my bones
My skin on fire, my marrow cold
A sickness in my head
I tried with all my shrinking heart
Not to leave my stolen bed
The dark space around
Was heavy and unfeeling
Did not understand
As I ran unguided circles
Around my head desperately
Take me back to what i know
Ankles and heart unfettered
Glistening face in the glow of a cigarette
Desk aflow with unaddressed letters
My pockets grow tired
I've exhausted their use
It seems my hidden hands are unoriginal
My expression unimpressive and obtuse
A film of mucous on my skin
Everything hurts too badly to let in
Layers given until in my clutches sits
A pearl
Surrounding what i didn't try to understand
Deception mutating into rationalization
I really want to improve though, so maybe keep that slack uncut
EDITED
In the dead of winter I laid to rest
In the dead of night I rose
My lover beside me, I could not sleep
Something amiss in my bones
My skin on fire, my marrow cold
A sickness in my head
I tried with all my shrinking heart
Not to leave my stolen bed
The dark space around
Was heavy and unfeeling
Did not understand
As I ran unguided circles
Around my head desperately
Take me back to what i know
Ankles and heart unfettered
Glistening face in the glow of a cigarette
Desk aflow with unaddressed letters
My pockets grow tired
I've exhausted their use
It seems my hidden hands are unoriginal
My expression unimpressive and obtuse
A film of mucous on my skin
Everything hurts too badly to let in
Layers given until in my clutches sits
A pearl
Surrounding what i didn't try to understand
Deception mutating into rationalization