lately everything
has been (un)titled
(un)able
to string
more than a few words
toget(her)
my center was (mis)taken
equilibrium
(mis)taken for granted
everything
not nailed down
(mis)taken for scrap
my he(art)
the part of me
tarnished and drained
(un)able to force out
love’s standard refrain
my soul
the p(art) of me
put up for sell
the (pain)t by (numb)er rehash
of the d(evil) who fell
i am
(less than) the sum
of all of my flaws
i am
somewhat of a fool
in a parenthetical pause
i’m (not)
trying to win your he(art)
you’re worth so much more
i’m (not)
trying to pick myself up
from the bloodstained floor
i’m (not)
all the things
that i wish i were
i’m (not)
your soul mate
but i want to be the cure
i’m(un)titled(un)bridled(un)rivaled(un)balanced(un)sure(un)pure
desperately seeking
(her)
This is brilliant
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thank you. a primal scream to the universe
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god. Someday…. I want to be able to write like you. Maybe you can rub off on me…
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your voice is just right as is. mine is warbling and cracked. don’t step backwards.
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riiiight… backwards. actually, it would be a few steps UP and forwards. Guess it’s your ‘strength of will’ talking right now. lol
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