We Play Stop and Go but It Feels Just Like Freeze Tag.

by Cotton Candy Clouds   Apr 26, 2009


This seems to be a complex and intricately fragile paradox in and of itself.
What occurs when your heart is vastly mistaken but trumps your mind?
Life turns into countless chapters of deception and aching goodbyes.
Just what does happen when trickery and integrity choose to combine?

Hey God, could you find it in your mercy to free me of this torment?
I am not sure how much more intense battery my emotions can prevail.
Baby, you could at least try to hide your intentions a little better.
Must you dangle it in my face that you can manipulate me without a veil?

I mean, come on! How much destruction can measly games really do?
When broken down, they are only strategic devices of orderly chaos.
Wait, what am I saying? Why do I always go ahead and defend him?
I should know better but apparently I adore the thought of things grim.

I havent been able to decipher if I miss you or the enchanting memories.
Maybe my heart desires both? Or is this merely a phase that enjoys persisting.
No, it couldnt be. I mean for heavens sake, some things are simply involuntary!
Goose bumps trailing your touch while butterflies form from a passionate kiss.

It was love that caught me and childish wishes that keeps me captured.
Its a love that is flawlessly encrypted with throbbing anguish and deceit.
Oh do not worry; your sly secret is safe and sound right here with me.
God and I will do a terrific job of keeping it hidden ever so discretely.

That captivating smile scurries onto your persuasively collected face:
As that enchanting sparkle caresses your foggy emerald sketched eyes.
Both are rushing and struggling to promptly resume in their proper place.
I know this scam all too well, so tell your deceptions to get a new disguise.

Copyright © Composed Catastrophe All Rights Reserved

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  • 8 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Very good poem, I enjoyed reading it.
    5/5

  • 11 years ago

    by Saving Grace

    Wow, very descriptive piece, that draws the reader in. Emotional write, that is verry relatable and understandable. I loved the last stanza the most, how you wrapped it up. Perfect wording throughout the entire poem, and it wasnt like...forced ya no? It just flowed out. Anywaysss...i really liked it. =] 5/5 x

  • 11 years ago

    by Clown

    To argue with my sister. Love is counter turning natraul addiction, to have loved and lost is truely worse then to have never loved and always desired that love to be there. Someone who is used to not having copes better then the person who dose not know how to live without. I thought i taught you better then that. the statement of you can love and hate at the same time is very true, but her rationality is only subjective to those who know not love. Life is not a paradox but an occurance. the rationality of this would be closer demostrated has you love him, but you dont want to love him becouse you know you deserve better, so there for you the fact that you still love him. I can be completly wrong.

    Either way, great poem, i really did enjoy it. 5/5

  • 11 years ago

    by Luaren Ernst

    Life is a paradox within and without its self. One can love and hate the same thing at the same time. You love, and it pains you to love, and you reconize that this is an unhealthy love, so you hate it. You see the games and the lies and you wish they wernt there so your love would make sence to yourself and you are self polarized into believing that you can do better then this person, wich you can, but you dont WANT to do better, you want him to become better. Wich is an understandable concept in and around itself, but you need to relieze that to force the changes on him would be a cruel thing to him, and cruelity added to cruelity creates chaos.

    I am truly sorry if i assume far too much, or if i have looked passed the true meaning of your poem, its a habbit i have gained from my brother, sometimes we all think hes too smart for his own good.

  • 11 years ago

    by Ingrid de Klerck

    It was love that caught me and childish wishes that keeps me captured.
    Its a love that is flawlessly encrypted with throbbing anguish and deceit.
    Oh do not worry; your sly secret is safe and sound right here with me.
    God and I will do a terrific job of keeping it hidden ever so discretely

    ^^^
    I can relate to this Tabi.....
    The thing with a really deep love is that you fall down so hard, so hard when it goes wrong:/
    I feel so sad reading your words, I wish you so much happiness..and not this pain:/

    Hang on in there girl, good things come to good people eventually:)

    * hugs hugs*

    5/5 Ingrid