a fool

November 29, 2014 at 3:48 pm 4 comments

~

i cry tears for a voice

which no longer speaks

except

in distant echoes.

~

they pierce my thoughts,

drawing blood from my mind

and

i listen with shame and remorse.

~

on the top of my lungs,

i scream

to drown the sounds of an idiot’s heart ~

~

this idiot

i know all too well,

who should have known better

than

to open herself

to

love

~

~

Entry filed under: feelings, human nature, life, love, Personal, poetry, ponderings, Relationships, thoughts, writing. Tags: , , , , , , , .

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4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Paul Handover  |  November 29, 2014 at 7:21 pm

    Anyone who opens themselves to love is no idiot – far from it!

    Reply
    • 2. words4jp  |  November 29, 2014 at 8:46 pm

      I feel like one:)

      Reply
  • 3. MichelleMarie  |  November 30, 2014 at 1:14 am

    ❤ you and this!

    Reply
    • 4. words4jp  |  November 30, 2014 at 4:40 pm

      Thank you:)

      Reply

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