voodoo chile ventures
rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.
i can know
can't i?
single handed
&
smoking
it was foretold
in my veins
how could i be so blind?
and still i hold on
f
a
l
l
is
coming
but i must get through
the storms first
i know thunder
Titanic
I realize
that the moment
they love
something
that i am not;
that i don't have
is the moment
i feel
e.n.v.y.
in-add-a-quit
i know the worth
but i cannot
help but feel
the ship wreck
in my heart
it too passes
but words stay
too deep
i can't choose
what my mind keeps
silently
she
sinks
some icebergs
are never meant
to be seen