Valentine Away

[Law of Loud]

[font=Verdana, sans-serif]There is a touch of vacancy to this hollow threat,[/font]
It makes it seem so much sweeter and so less dead,
Tearing myself apart for lust at the thought of more,
Is the end greater than the mean,
Can foul deeds bear so much good fruit,
These thoughts I hate so much,
And these words I despite to say,
Oh Valentine away.

I hear laughter in the background,
And sonnets in the air,
And god I hate them,
They torture my lonesome ears,
And god I hate them,
For they say what I believe,
And taunt what I speak,
And it makes me feel hollow,
And lost,
And empty,
And weak,
They resonate within me,
I speak against them,
I lie against myself,
Oh Valentine away.

 

[Law of Loud]

Not the most memorable pieces I have ever written, but they're deeply personal, and I'm going to try to be posting most of my writings here anyways.

 

[everhope]

I read it three times. Deep and yes so personal. And poetry is. Thanks for it and keep the personal ones coming.

everhope