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ozone scars.
by Andrew S Adamscould i wake you up in the middle of right now
disturb the war in your tired state?
would you mind if all my troubles were yours
and would you mind if i let you go?
i feel like i'm slipping far and farther away
never felt so close to the edge since the last time i fell
and why am i still contemplating all this love,
why am i still feeling this thing called emotion?
never wanted to feel like this again, swore i never would.
but somewhere somehow someway it never changed
just a vanity of stars and appearences
a hole in the ozone that let us see the stars
but tonight's a cloudy night
where the holes are just scars.
and i can breathe in everything i can not see
and i can die from all the ingestion i breathe.
maybe the atmosphere has it out for me tonight.
cant say that i'd put up much of a fight. 08/21/2003 Posted on 08/22/2003
Copyright © 2025 Andrew S Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Richard Paez on 08/22/03 at 02:41 AM some very interesting word-twists and word-images in this heart-feeling piece. other than the last line (sorry, the rhyme seems forced to me, but that may be because of the rhyming piece that i'm currently working on...) i like the way this is written. {m} |
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