Flashing Moment

How shy are you,

my friend, when you

see my moodiness.

Do you shrug it

off and see the

good within. Or does

it bother you enough

to make you retreat

a little (or more)?

Does my ego frighten

you even though it’s

a harmless thing, or

so I believe. Even if

at times my blood

boils hard that my

eyes wobble and my

head pulsates like a

hyperventilating bag, I soon

lose this blood lust,

and all I end

up wanting to do

is just curl up

and go to sleep.


© 2017 L. Tafa




Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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