The

What is the point of
keeping those things I cherish most

As the world closes in on consequence ?

All these lifeless people
Their blood turned gray

I am still love though my patience is tried.

The Used derided,
scoffed upon
wondering .....

What weakness is best?

In keeping with that thing
I breathe Electric waves ....as a fool
Still keep moving my way.... As soul

And that fatal flaw..... unconditional love
The thing that least sustains us here

Shows brilliant moments ,
only to be made a mockery of

Signposts Ignored,
I am surrounded

Still Doing what I could
to move the hardest heart

That "The" I want.


©2008~SophieD