sometimes i'm a pest even to myself

 

thoughts running for days

like a rodent on a wheel

a few words throw a cog in

jolting my mind to focus

unobtainable

pieces

posession

enough

a few questions echo

who are you

do you know

what are you seeking

why

like an onion has so many layers

my rainbow is made of many pieces

and i see how

i let some see few

some more

none

all

so perhaps i am unobtainable

no matter how i love

when i love

or even who it is i love

no matter how consumed my thoughts

so many times people say they want to know me

or at times think they do

but i see often each wants only a piece

their piece

which is enough

for them

not understanding how insignificant that one piece is

without the others

and so

yes i give a glimpse of me

bits and pieces

and seem to be

different somehow

remote

reserved even

unobtainable

i've been thinking about this

and trying to see if it's true

do i ever give all of me

have i ever given all of me

would i ever give all of me

all those big and tiny bits and pieces

can i be posessed

can anyone hold all those pieces

can i allow someone to see them

all laid out bare for the taking

will i ever not believe

that there are too many pieces

and yet not enough

Reviews

[Jacqueline]

Introspective and thought provoking. You show a vulnerability here that's very brave showing the world your thought process and how you feel inside. When your mind runs, it can seem like you are "pestering" yourself ;) I liked this.