Housed in the home of dismissal
I go out searching for new dwellings-
Wanting to have everything
I leave a little piece of nothing behind-
I can only go so far
The falling plates
I suspected
I keep going down the line
Spinning more
With half-asked trying.
Putting everything in each time
Every time
Knowing I'll only get back 5%, if that
When all those %5's add up, I'll have a shell
Of acceptance and placement.
I know what I'm doing...
Self-sabotaging, I can proudly claim
I have control, knowing who's fault this really is
And I never have to be faced with that fact.
Birth sign: Gemini
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