Saturday, March 21, 2009

I think there should be a title

Can you hear me?
Are you listening?
Can you tell just how I feel?
Are you able to love me more then he?
Can you just wait for my reasoning?
Are you aware it takes time to heal?

How will I ever hear you?
Am I ever listening?
How should I know just how you feel?
Am I supposed to love you more than he?
How can I wait for the right reasoning?
Am I to know how to make it heal?


Life always has two stories to everything. Maybe that little wannabe of a poem makes little sense, but maybe it does. Read it until it does, it will.

Maybe he never loved you, he was never listening and he will never make the pain heal. Maybe you never belonged. Maybe you should listen to advice. It is all you have, and probably all you will ever get.

Did you know that, that took me longer to write then a full blown poem? Why? Probably because I have a sudden dislike of writing something with such a strong surface value. It's right there, staring at you. You know what it is. Two people, arguing.

Maybe you thought it as something else, that would be wrong. Usually when trying to determine what the meaning of something has many sides. This does not. And I am stubborn enough to say that it never will. Ever. I like it the way it is and what it means.

So far the only inspiration for it was a song lyric to a song I was just listening to. The first line would be it, then an idea sprung into my mind and it needed to be written out. Yet, I couldn't think after the first three lines. Does that same something about my character? Most likely the fact that I am brilliant, it sample sizes. Lovely.

Maybe, there is another inspiration to this. Mainly because after I wrote the piece I decided to give an explanation. Maybe I just want to write.

Turns out I use 'maybe' too often. I do believe that is because I mustn't be so sure about the crazy stuff I tend to write. Just maybe.

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