Mino Rock

I AM NOT A ROCK.
I AM NOT A WALL.
I AM NOT CONCRETE.
I AM NOT CEMENT
I AM NOT A CANE
I CAN BREAK, AND HURT. AND TUMBLE.
bRUISE AND CRY AND CRUMBLE....
ISNT IT CLEAR.
THROU THIS GLASS
CANT YOU SEE. 
 ..
.... YOUR ARE HURTING ME


YOU WILL GET YOUR DUE..
AND MY HEARTS SAYS NO, 
HOPEFULLY NO.
THIS PAIN 
NO ONE
SHOULD GO THROUGH
SO BROKEN SO TORN, 
CONFUSED AND AVERTED...


THESE ARE JUST EMOTIONS..
NO MORE CONOTATIONS 
OF BLEAKNESS..
  AND I SAY NO...
BUT NEVER KNOW
HOW LONG HOLDING AWAY EMOTIONS WILL LAST...


IN THE WORDS OF A BROKEN HEART...
I WILL TRY HARDER TO NOT LET THIS HAPPEN,
I SEE YOUR DOING GREAT AT IT...




Copyright ©  Mino Rock 2009 Dec

> Another Female drama I never saw coming to me, 20 years old. And things couldn't be foggier.
A while from now I will be laughing about this, the situation, the person, and myself,  for getting so caught up, on feelings.At least I feel and accept my humanness now. I am not a rock, just me..I am happy,and sad, and in love and in envy, so inconsistant and persistant, no patients at all. raging, in side...waiting for something...... to explode...or stop ticking... who knows... thats all folks go to bed its 1 am and im out. de.

I Am Done.

I am done with this.
All of this
this kiss
this sinister caress.
That used to unravel realms
entities and light years apart from
sanity
rationale
and normality.

As you continue repeatedly
as every time it used to be
New
Adventurous
and Bliss.

Delicious and Irresistible realms
that now are replaced with
bitter poisonous thorns
of stabbing contamination
of infectious  pain.

OH HOW CONTEMPLATING THIS LEASE OF LIFE USED TO DRAIN.

And it is not you
that brings this epiphany,
You are not that awe-inspiring
and special as you emanate.

You are but the tip of this Ice-burg
that has been forever falling
in slow motion.

And this is my notion.
Thoughts that have been tumbling
like the cold killer snow
that have now reached
its temperatures to these
presently broken bones.
Smothering them with frost.

And this all does show
that I already know.

And I am DONE now
with this full audaciousness
and these false graciousness
in your speeches.
Dumb lies and virtues impeaches
my correctly sane mind.
Your clear insanity bring me my own personal sanity.

Yet right now at I walk midnight above me
showering moonlight upon my glistening forehead.
Not looking left or right
Backward or forward.
I feel air
Not cold.
Just air.

I walk,
scattering these words irresponsibly .
They leak from my pen unattainably.
Excruciatingly cold hands,
yet calm and warm from my contentness.

My submission to this decision
that I have internally uttered from the beginning.

Although we have come to the end of the road.
I Belong to me.
You belong to you.
Its unnatural.

This condition of your's,
I am finally immune to.
Have your blessings and curses.
Enjoy your 10 meal courses.

I am done. Be free to share your realm
your purposeless rotating helm.

On my behalf, No jealousy or pity
This is an ever evolving big city.
Find yours.
I have found mine.

Finally.
I'm Done.

Copyright © 2010 Mino Rock