A fleeting moment


  • Sadness

    A fleeting moment

    A fleeting moment thats all you where,
    You stab at me, with no real intent, except to make yourself feel better.
    Use words to try and change your opinion of me.
    But I'm still me no matter what you tell yourself,
    And as i disappear, you wonder what ways on my mind,
    Self richest you think it was your heart.
    But in truth you couldn't be more wrong,
    To think you could ever know me, that anyone could,
    To be honest i live in fear of you, because you could tear my world apart.
    If you told people, so why do even know I trust you,
    You think i still want you, ignorance is bliss i guess,
    but you are and could never be anything more than a fleeting moment.
    So say your little names, talk bad about an old friend,
    and maybe you'll forget me, or at least the idea you entertained,
    The same one I had for simply a moment.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    Draco5386’s Poems (4)

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