You Being Me

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    You Being Me

    Do you like to see me like this?
    Does it pleasure you to see me fall apart?
    Do you love pushing me down this dark abiss?
    I'm sure you enjoyed all of it from the start,

    How would you like it if you were me?
    Would you strive to feel pain?
    Or would you focuse on what you could only see?
    I'm possitive you'd love drowning in your tears falling like rain,

    Are you extatic from the tears?
    Are you excited to help me fall?
    Are you tremendously happy with the down pour of fears?
    All of which you've forced onto me; Risking my all,

    Does it strike your fancy to see me left alone?
    Does it cause adrenalin rushes to hit me to the floor?
    Does it intrigue you to know I'm without a home?
    I can see it in your smile as you slam the door,

    Hasn't it ever occured to you that someday I'll stop caring?
    Havn't you realized that this will soon come to an end?
    Hasn't this seeped past your empty-minded thoughts to notice that your only willing to go as far as I"'m daring?
    Soon I won't be here; And you'll be without a heart; I will someday take it back and you'll no longer have one to mend.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    Tomarra’s Poems (16)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    When We're Alone 3
    I'm still here 0
    Losing Everything 0
    No Longer Yours 3
    I Miss You! 0
    You Being Me 0
    I Can See 1
    Past Thoughts 1
    Doubt and Loss 0
    That Day 1
    Edge Of This Ledge 1
    Until I Came Back... 0
    Not A Monster Or Angel 1
    Until The Time Comes 1
    With Me 1
    Sister Like You 2