this is mine.
by admin • August 13, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 6 Comments
Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?
Annoyed with everyone else
linger, why won’t you?
only to surround somebody else’s thoughts
never consumed
every slowly drifting
Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?
Angered by the slightest touch
left to fight it off on her own
only had you been there
not your fault, but his own
erased in due time, she said
Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?
Alert and always distant
little girl, how desolate you’ve grown
obsessed with the thought, my dear let it go.
no, i can’t.
erase the endless spots
Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?
Are you okay?
lie.. awake, awake at night?
oh, don’t do this to yourself
no one remember who you are, or is it who you were?
either way, it’s time to come home.
I always love reading about people’s interpretations of poems. I wonder about this one. It’s very thought provoking.
All the stanzas spell out alone-its an acrostic. Very well done!
Yes, I can see it now. I would have to agree. Very nice. =)
… I wish to hear someone calling my name
guiding me home.
maybe someone already is..
How I wish it was so..