Words trickling from the fingertips onto the keyboard of a computer that belongs to a woman who has been scorned, manipulated,loved and hated all at the same time. This is me in my RAWest form. It won’t always be nice and pretty but it will always be interesting….. WARNING: Explicit language because I don’t give a FUCK! This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.Tumblr (3.0; @thisismeintheraw)http://thisismeintheraw.tumblr.com/<p>The way he stares<br/>into space.<br/>With a smile that brightens<br/>his face.</p> <p>I wonder<br/>what he sees.<br/>I wonder<br/>if maybe it can be me.</p> <p>He reaches his arms out<br/>for an embrace, or so it seems.<br/>Then he looks over at me<br/>and says that I&#8217;m in his dreams.</p> <p>I&#8217;m intrigued by his wonders,<br/>his freedoms and his likes.<br/>It&#8217;s his ability to let go<br/>and not be afraid of any frights.</p> <p>But despite all of that<br/>I cannot forget.<br/>I have fear within me<br/>because he comes with regret.</p> <p>His hallucinations<br/>ARE <br/>My reservations  </p>http://thisismeintheraw.tumblr.com/post/15829777106http://thisismeintheraw.tumblr.com/post/15829777106Sat, 14 Jan 2012 11:00:00 -0500hallucinationslifeloveoriginalpoempoetryreservationsspilled inkspilled-inkwordswritingrhyming