Shakespearean

crookedsmile's picture

No point denying; I'm abdicated.
Your detached apathy says it all.
In the wasted hours oscillated,
I learned to love, to hate, and to crawl.

I must believe you love to see me cry,
Or is it possible you're that naïve?
You deceive then chuckle, smile while you lie
Should I laugh out loud or begin to grieve?

Am I too much too soon, or not enough?
Have you pinn'd down my ev'ry flaw just yet?
Are all the circumstances smooth or rough?
Oh how soon your definitions forget.

As awkward as ultimatums echo,
State your position [at last]: friend or foe?

Comments

Beryl's picture

Yeah, I just want to say I re

Yeah, I just want to say I read you, I don't comment so much because I don't always have something to say, but these days I only really come to oasis to see if some of the older people have written, and to see if you have. So yeah, you're not being completely ignored, and I really like your style and the way you choose words.

crookedsmile's picture

Woot! I dunno when you wrote

Woot! I dunno when you wrote this, but thanks.