You breathe to live,
I live to exhale,
I cant seem to hold anything in,
In this world i find nothing i give.
Even if the stubborn stay stale.
I can never loose because i know ill never win.
You turn on streets that look the best,
I walk down roads that lead to purpose,
I cant hold down lies that stay salty,
In this world the scheme is to be like the rest.
Even if to you my choices seem worthless.
I think that practical pleasure is faulty.
You write for people who want to be pleasured,
I write to stay untainted,
You jump feet you haven't measured.
I imagine pictures that haven't been painted.
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this is my new favorite of yours. the comparision right through remains consistant and powerful. The lines flow in perfection and their messages cause one to think hard about the truth's being stated.
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~love it and I love you
"I live to exhale,I cant seem to hold anything in" That sums you up perfectly. Its hard to not be bias when I know the writer so well."I write to stay untainted,You jump feet you haven't measured" again these lines ring true. Most people write for attention, others write to bleed out emotion. Its nice to think you do it for the latter of the two..
ReplyDeleteyou make it easy for people to feel you when you write. its incredibly hard to pull these type of comparisons off in such a poetic way but you did it with ease. this poem will be one that people will need to sit back and wonder about themselves after reading. Again as always, wonderful.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite line is "you jump feet you haven't measured" , a wonderful image that also calls us to question what techniques of measure are appropriate. A close second is "in this world i find nothing i give", which is a wonderfully ambiguous use of paradox in the context.
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