I decided to put some of my horrible poetry out there for people to read. Why? I acredit masochistic tendencies.
Walking Contradiction
Trying to find words.
Simple sounds become absurd.
Lingering responses not received.
Mounting maladies of the heart.
Strange attractions to harmful addictions.
Beautiful misery when I’m without you.
Cause even in your absence
I know you are still there
though perhaps not with me.
Meandering musing on the matter.
Pleading pointless patterns.
But I miss you regardless.
Nothing discernible in broken ideas.
Haunted by a past
best left discarded.
Only in you salvation is found.
Freed from the torment of mundane.
Have I made sense?
Or is this all just a confusing as me...
and you...
