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[Druthers]

And won't be coming back.

Especially since I will be cutting the whole damn thing into little bitty pieces and finding a new use for the container.

I should have picked a better name.

[hari kari butter knife girl]

druthers,

do you write poetry?


if you do, please do


poetry is like a tonic to me :)

[Druthers]

For Becky:

I had a treasure in my heart.
Robbed me of my treasure, I have been digging for years.
Try to replace it, nothing measures.
Try to take from others; but that is not mine.

Just a little something,
A little bit to take with me,
proof of the gold,
proof of the silver.

Callousness reigns in the kingdom of the theives.
No tears for my loss.
No hope for my pain.
Do they not want what I have needed?
Living without color?

Why, I say, Why?
Always taking my treasure from me.
Why can't I hold it? Keep it? Protect it?
It is mine. I gave it away.
I am the one who gave it away by choice.

It is mine. It IS mine.
My insecurity dug the silver
My confusion mined the gold

Digging, no, will not work anymore. It has been dug.
Determination divine. Discipline desired.
Brings me closer. Closer... yet-

My pirate wields a small quiet sword,
yet - just now murmured, glimmered, somehow
pulsing, crying, harder, shrieking, sharper.

And the treasure will be hidden forever from the world.
And the treasure will be hidden in my heart.

They will not know. They knew not, and will not.
More treasure beyond,
Wise to know
Eyes upon my treasure
should never go.

[Druthers]

One more for Becky:

No one to call, nothing to hold
Tears fall away, the truth is cold
From sidelines watch the world unfold
I do not belong

Voice cries, wanders, in the dark
Searches for warmth, begs for a spark
Others find and leave their mark,
I do not belong

Turn away, all thought is blurred
And silent screams cannot be heard
They don’t listen to a word
I do not belong

Quiet desperation cannot be sensed
Echoes into the emptiness
Good people close their ears to this
I do not belong

Not pretty, smart or sane enough,
Turn away when life gets tough
Disconnect when times get rough
No, I do not belong

[Druthers]

[Druthers]

I'm not pissed off.

I'm just done.

[hari kari butter knife girl]

[hari kari butter knife girl]

ps...


is that original? cuz if it is, it kicks! :)

[hari kari butter knife girl]

[Druthers]

Becky loves me!

Yes, original. From last year or so... I get these phrases caught in my head. When they add up to enough to distract me from things I write them down until they jive.

I haven't had the need to write lately, so I don't have anything recent.

But thank you for the comments!!!

>>loners that don't fit in but need each other<< Bingo!!!

[Druthers]

Oh, and becky - I *know* who you're not. I don't fill requests for just anyone.

[hari kari butter knife girl]

hey little sister!!!


you write some groovy poetry :)


you do have a big sister watching out for you...


i will always protect the puzzle pieces

[Druthers]