The Wanderings of a Mind (Compilation of Poetry)

Desire

More often than not,

Girls trip on dresses

Stumbling through any opportunity provided.

Treating each like the last,

Heart offered up on a silver platter.

Treating thieves like kings,

And illusions as princes.

Is it wrong to not follow their bold footsteps?

I cannot force myself to fall.

Especially into love.

I see my choice as strength,

But the melting faces of china dolls

Stare back with hatred.

The disheveled girls look forward with longing

But no patience.

In the greed,

They lose what they desire.