Promised Self-Enemies

March 23, 2010
By ShannonMac BRONZE, New Windsor, New York
ShannonMac BRONZE, New Windsor, New York
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Favorite Quote:
“My generation had to be taken seriously because we were stopping things and burning things. We were able to initiate change, because we had such vast numbers. …And when we moved, everything moved with us.”

-- John Hughes

Immaculately broken
He’s gotta hold on me
With words in his eyes
and pictures in his mouth

Of beautiful tales and dreams
Promised with crossed fingers
Behind the backs of reason
Blinded by craze

We’re branding one another
Mendacious to the other
Feelings and fears
Masking past with bliss

Self-enemies at their finest
Dubious towards progress
Swearing against those kisses
on the teeth of ‘just friends’

But the reasons keep running
The light is dimming
Intuition starts fleeting
The deceits keep coming

My eyes water at the bitter taste
Choking to swallow it down
The choice of fallacy and fiction
Or heart bleeding honesty

As I try to resist the lies
slipping from his lips
But they’re mingling on his tongue
And are caught between my teeth

The author's comments:
When we're kids pretending to be adults we tend to get in over our head. What's up is now down, and what was once beautifully sweet is now sourly broken. But by then we're unable to recognize this.

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