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2 am Blunt

by Deanna M Gritsonis

Blunt honest me?
Questioning my sexuality
What is that makes me,me?
Tired of waiting
Tired of trying
Tired of not having it all
But with out the want there is no need for life
Give me the greatest love
greatest sex
greatest taste
and I feel alone
2 am sitting with her and she
Taking it all in
I have found you
I have found myself
Come to me and I'll tell you
Blunt
Truth
Lies
Never
I see past your plastic face
plastic life
I see the truth
I see your darkside
But mine is still inside

10/26/2001

Posted on 10/26/2001
Copyright © 2024 Deanna M Gritsonis

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Britt Zimmerman on 03/14/03 at 02:47 AM

Love this! absolutely love it!!!!

Posted by Jared Fladeland on 07/07/06 at 06:41 PM

what I like about this, the most, is the subject matter. Not necessary with what is said, but what is implied. The longing for a breath of fresh air, of life. Artists, in general, I think have a hard time making themselves feel ALIVE. I think this is what inspires them to create art. As an actor, I felt most alive on stage. This is why I am an actor. I write poetry because I have something so incredibly important to say. Yet I can never find myself correctly articulating this amazing feeling in me. It's either that, or my life has just been so screwed up, I have to vent, and I will never vent enough to satisfy my need for being healed of pain. I prefer my first thought. Anyway. I loved this.

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