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Poetry News Post #1497

Con/Science

Written by: kohai Marcalo De'Unnero, Tiger-On-A-Stick
Date: Thursday, July 24th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone


I don't know why I blame myself
Or what I'm even saying
It's never really been my fault
I never was too good at failing

And now I'm too afraid to sleep
For fear that I may dream
Why would my mind lie to me
And wake me with the truth

I wasn't ready for your words
Or your actions to thus prove
Nothing has been broken
But that doesn't help to soothe

This isn't what I wanted
And this isn't what I planned
I won't allow this to continue
But who am I to demand

How could these words affect me
Why do they make me feel
My trust verifies my fault
And I can't even tell if this is real

I don't know what you're saying
I can't understand a word
To trust is to give in
And for this, I'm unheard

I can't find the right words
And the wrong ones won't come out
My clarity returns to me
But still I feel left out

This has gone on long enough now
And no peace have I yet to find
I must walk away without a scar
And try not to leave one behind

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Ero, in the year 340 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1497

Con/Science

Written by: kohai Marcalo De'Unnero, Tiger-On-A-Stick
Date: Thursday, July 24th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone


I don't know why I blame myself
Or what I'm even saying
It's never really been my fault
I never was too good at failing

And now I'm too afraid to sleep
For fear that I may dream
Why would my mind lie to me
And wake me with the truth

I wasn't ready for your words
Or your actions to thus prove
Nothing has been broken
But that doesn't help to soothe

This isn't what I wanted
And this isn't what I planned
I won't allow this to continue
But who am I to demand

How could these words affect me
Why do they make me feel
My trust verifies my fault
And I can't even tell if this is real

I don't know what you're saying
I can't understand a word
To trust is to give in
And for this, I'm unheard

I can't find the right words
And the wrong ones won't come out
My clarity returns to me
But still I feel left out

This has gone on long enough now
And no peace have I yet to find
I must walk away without a scar
And try not to leave one behind

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Ero, in the year 340 AF.


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