"A Darling Life"
Strings I walk
Offensive things
Cornered in
Divides
Pushed and pulled
A doll of
Raggedness
Buried into silence
On mounds, I am propped
On pleas--stifling
Seats
Sitting--unsettled
Grinding feet
Wrong ways--right ways
Countless days
All the days ... fade
Away
My heart condemns
My wretchedness;
So, do I ... die, you; I mean,
Me
Stop ... fighting
Get, us, off this seat--
Off this mound
Dig our hole
Deep
So, to, not
Miss ... tumble in
Stuff the muck
Contain this babble
Thickening
So, sunshines, I'll miss
And leaves of things, green--
Of colors and translucence
The meld of differences
The lure of treasures
Winds of nights and winters
Summer's latent easing
Allure of sea and breeze
I 'ave never seen
Rocky base and crest
Rose aroma, and flowers breeding
Obsessing messes of
Being
So much
More to die for--to
Live for
Written By, Darkest Angel
Written August 29, 2010
And the diamonds within the dung heap....
I like your style here....
Diana
Regis