Vaugeries Of Perception

One long runon sentance.

  Drink, cheer, fight fear is real this big deal the cards crumble like the oatmeal cookie you took from me when I broke your knows only what is told your to old to care for anymore out of you and you will no more than I can take away from the pain and gain nothing left to give write from the start we fell apart of me was torn out of the abyss you sent me two of us make one more time is fleeding fast the pain I put you through it all away of keeping my sanity is how I know yuove done nothing wrong turn rite upahead two houses on the left her their to die my hair black as the painted red door I kicked introversion a perversion of myself esteem I hold in high regard this dribble and diatribe this vitrolic relic of the past around like a shared cigarette that is simply fodder for fools gold will gain you nothing but foolish pride in yourself and Im the one you blame just remember that when one points out three more are pointing back at you.

 

Author's Note

Please ignore all Major and minor grammar errors, the entire piece is a writing error. Please, however feel free to critique this piece.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Good work, but needs some serious formatting. Formatting helps greatly.

[Ripple of Aqua]

It is very much a metaphor, though I cannot find the true meaning behind it, it is written in a way that describes a story that is scattered all over the place. A story that doesn't just tell one time, but many.