God, I'm bored.... So so bored... Do you wanna know how bored? Bored enough that I wrote a poem....
(F.A.G.G.O.T)
I am a shell. Nothing more
Inside I am empty, outside is tough
When you brush me I feel nothing
You squeeze my heart I do not twinge
But you don’t, you walk on by
without a word
without a sound
In my direction
Your gaze now falls now that you know my truth
Inside my shell buried deep inside
below the nothing
below the haze and fog
You speak to me
you pierce me through
I feel the hurt of one small word:
(This below is where I got the title from)
Feel
All
Grating
Gazes
Open
Towards
everything in your face
You hate you loathe
I feel I cower
You’ve pierced me now I bleed
Now it flows free
Free but not
For I am not
My shell is thicker than before
But too thick and now caves in
The shards I pick and to run me through
I am through
See? That's how bored I was.... *sigh* I wish I had something better to do.... But I don't....Well, I suppose I could have spent the past 7 minutes playing ffr... but my fingers are getting bogged down from te repittion... I'm thinking too much... I tihnk I'll go to bed... God I'm bored...
(F.A.G.G.O.T)
I am a shell. Nothing more
Inside I am empty, outside is tough
When you brush me I feel nothing
You squeeze my heart I do not twinge
But you don’t, you walk on by
without a word
without a sound
In my direction
Your gaze now falls now that you know my truth
Inside my shell buried deep inside
below the nothing
below the haze and fog
You speak to me
you pierce me through
I feel the hurt of one small word:
(This below is where I got the title from)
Feel
All
Grating
Gazes
Open
Towards
everything in your face
You hate you loathe
I feel I cower
You’ve pierced me now I bleed
Now it flows free
Free but not
For I am not
My shell is thicker than before
But too thick and now caves in
The shards I pick and to run me through
I am through
See? That's how bored I was.... *sigh* I wish I had something better to do.... But I don't....Well, I suppose I could have spent the past 7 minutes playing ffr... but my fingers are getting bogged down from te repittion... I'm thinking too much... I tihnk I'll go to bed... God I'm bored...
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