Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

from I to I

02 July 2013

from I to I

 

I

complain,

no restraint,

seeking to blame

just sick of these games

the emotional pain

a desert begging for rain

no destination for this train

I’m so tired of trying to explain

there’s no rhyme nor reason though life remains.

I shoot an arrow, but never aim

I’m weary of this ball and chain

I don’t want to try again

too few answers remain

to questions too plain

the Nameless reigns

it’s insane

disdain

I

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