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hope-west
hope-west
American i love poetry.....it expresses just who i am, what i am, and it shows me who i want to be. / especially reading it...oh, its so beautiful.i dont know,its sounds pathetic but what id do to have the mind of another to create such a poem.......
I open my eyes, and just see nothing did i think it would help if i took off my glasses, would it hurt less? just to not be able to see clearly? apparently,that isn't so. the fact that i could not see anything certainly didn't distract me from reality.... it had no affect on my vacant pleasures if anything, it just made it worse because the fact that i couldn't see what was happening to me did declare that it wasn't i had no escape how foolish was i to think that it would go away that simple to think that if i had no visual proof of anything that everything from that point on would be absolutely painless that my suffering would surely end? Was i really that desperate to even try it? i guess is was but it did have the tiniest slither of comfort for everything to be just....... a blur The question is: would i rather be in total agony than feel numb towards everything? if was in my right mind, i'd instantly say yes but these days, there are various times i think twice.
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 9:27 PM UTC
The inevitable blur of misery
He could never love me, I will never have his heart no matter how much i'll try and try, we'll always be apart He could never touch me, the way i'd only ever dreamed with his warmth against my skin i've felt it once or twice before and been hoping for evermore He could never see me, the way i've always seen him for he has long decided that i'm not enough for him He could never love me,but i will never quit, for i will try until he's mine, even if i already know that i will fail, but i want it back, to where we were at For i would carry all my fears,a thousand miles, a million ways, a thousand more, for a million days to hear his voice his, to see his precious face i'd come all this way Just to THINK he is mine,for once in my mind I'd still go, even though i already know he could NEVER love me.
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 7:10 PM UTC
He could never love me