What do I know?
I know nothing.
A spoilt Pratt By your
wavering standards.
You don't even
hold them high enough
to crawl under them.
poking fingers for fun
I have a fair degree of
Insight into your
darkened world.
Give me some credit,
This polished face
hides the cracks of
A thousand betrayals
And a million torturious
Wrong deeds upon
This vagrant back
The vile borders penetrated
Humiliated As others are
Venerated by it
Ripped from innocence
Torn from the sweetness Of life.
I saw and felt and tasted and
Swallowed Bitter pills of regret.
I crawled and fought every through
Every Dog-eared text book
And forgave those cursed to
Repeat the behaviour of the damned
I thought each time
I put it right with myself
Before I died;
But it was not the end it was just
The beginning of a great story
Of survival, against all odds this
Insignificant Pratt...
but then again
The way you carry on
What the Fuck would I know?
when you read an old poem and
when you read an old poem and you think WOW!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Yay Ssmoothie!
You are soo amazing! Pulling through dark times that some people would have just given up during! I will be here for you always, as long as I am able to be! You are such a careing soul, and I'm so glad that I have been honored enough to cross paths with you!
<3
same here 789,
Glad you came my way you are such a wonderful uplifting soul HugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Right back at you!
Right back at you!
<3