pieces of me

upwards this hill i climb and place boulders round the garden, working sweat and shit for you to say to me, "lonely boy - why do you waste? why are you nothing in my eyes? lonely boy - are you forsaking me?"
rushing out the door, escape your call, and spring to night, lonely boy i am amusing myself in the light of stars and moon. trembling upon your steps i lip none and trouble to find words of praise for you and your kin but hurt me you do and deep this strikes to find other bones beneath my first, you find other ways to hurt and you know it will stay with me - you know forever has something and you can use it well. i played figures in the sun imagining you were gone and not tragedy to me for my fault was fear and my flaw was my inability to stand.. i couldn't use my witted word or my strong jaw and i cowered like weak and lowly night.
shed skin i do not need this anymore, why do you haunt me all the more, with every breath of new pain i bring back you and hurt the more, so why is all of this inside me, why cannot i stand up strong? are you still guiding me thru past words, a forgotton call, a slow guilt of my lacking my lost foundation and adolescence. you keep with me. you keep with me.
wanted without you but with you forever will be so i sit wishing to stand and make pieces of me for whole i cannot ever be, so sit i here, with pieces - me.


___---parch

um...well...i read this several times, and i dont know if its cuz im stupid or what, but i just couldnt get what this was about... it was worded well...but i was just curious if it had any background information, or if theres something there im missing...

I think I know the thought behind this....it's just the beginning that tripped me up a'bit....but it was different..and that's what made me get really in depth in reading this...you introduced it differently..but still had that thought all the way through the work...yes, ranter, i too think it was excellent word choice..and yes you are stupid! hahaha