Well i dont generally like to share my shit but i guess i just wanted to possibly hear some reactions to my convoluted pretentious nonsensical prosings pretending to be poetry

A might in your anger,
A great depth to one’s sadness,
A light in her smile,
What is between two consecutive seconds?

It gives you motivation.
Imbuing desire,
A painful illustration,
Explained in numbers.

The one will live on.
You will both fight and survive,
Finding a second second,
Which is distraction.

For humans must feel.
All of Hope Hate and Sorrow,
An understood truth,
A second is a second.

Distracting unspecific questions plague me.
While rehearsing for death,
I’ve lost my humanity,
No universals found,

This post was edited by Ideophobe on Jan 22 2010 07:53am