SaifTheWriter.co.uk - NEW POST. Ill start like a doctor, tell me when the pain hurts. Express it through words, the way the brain works. Etymology, epistemology, the origin is first. Driven by the need, what is knowledge is thirst. Im sitting on the dirt waiting for the worries to burst... ...Forth, sitting in lectures, wanting a first. Of course, Im hoping Ill never be thrown off course. But if I do, would i feel regret or remorse? Torn between victims and additions, The dreams are real but everything seems fiction. Two years ago I was hurling verbal bricks. Over the death of a brother, my emotions a mix. Now my cousins barely hanging onto her life - - What happens when it hits? Because my cousins I love like siblings to bits, And if worst comes to worst - no let me stop before I jynx. But I dont believe in that, just the will of the one. Patience, Ive had it. But you can give me some. Fuel to my tank, if I balance it the games a tie. Strange eyes, change sights, my perception aims high. Wish i could stop and speak a thousand poetic lines, But all I can do is bleed words that dont sound like lies.
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 22:58:15 +0000
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