The Writing Thread

[tilthefirefades]

I have tried so many times to write a novel, but they always end up being short stories. I just don't have that kind of discipline, I would rather write 30 poems than a novel. Speaking of which, here's a few that I wrote recently.

Grey
Have we became so endeavored into a void of kindred love
That we become loosely involved with false hate
Such a bitter taste lingers on your lips
And I feel it coursing through my veins
I want to become purged of my freedoms
Engrossed in many chains
Feeling something other than anything
Wanting something other than everything
How strange for my colors to change at this point
For after many years of black & white
I just noticed something grey

Practically Speaking
Practically speaking,
And in all seriousness,
Who do you think you are?
As if I would be nothing without you
As if I think about you all the time
As if I miss you the second we depart
As if the world is on fire when you are gone
As if you possess me entirely
As if…
Its as if any of this wasn’t true
Because being alone used to be just fine
But I’m simply lost without you

Assertion
I think that now would be the time
For me to assert the truths
That I have found within my life
If one could love another so
This poem would be worthless
Because I hate having to relive these things
So timeless, so perfect
Until the imperfection became limited
So how am I supposed to know
Who to want, and who to desire
While all the world hangs loosely
Onto the choice made indifferently between the two
When we had that fateful conversation
I thought to myself
"Isn't eternity supposed to last longer than days?"
But if it isn't quite clear
Maybe I should make it very understood
You were the only truth worth asserting.