The Roach

by Clara Gerl - Not entered

Crawl crawl crawl
Along the hardwood floor
Such a simple life
Encased in armor
I wish I had

You eat you sleep
You mate you breed
With no desire
Love
Not even lust
So life is easy for you little one

But I am human
I must eat with a bitter tongue
I must dream with nightmares
and must mate with love.

The love so complex,
difficult
and hard to find
it has left me alone
living a vulnerable
unprotected life.

I wish I had your armor,
so I could hide from the world
and be just like you
mating with no regret.
Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1997-12-14 22:52:47
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:51
Poem ID: 48328

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