Monday, January 3, 2011

why can't it be me,
the charismatic lunatic
they would flock,
but rather,
pathetic.
projecting
reflecting
evasive
&
avoided.
this is self-loathing
by proxy
this is abandonment
anxiety
all I want is to hurt
and be hurt
and be done with it

2 comments:

Unknown said...

These poems are amazing.
I write some poems too,
but yours compared to mine...
Well mine is shit. (:
Keep writing. Would love to
hear more.
-Sincerily
Jordan Kathleen. <3

vivek said...

wow, thank you. i didn't know anyone read this. but that is much appreciated.