Saying I love you just hurts its a void that can't be filled within me because inadequacy has made me numb again it has made you numb again. So I settle for never being yours- I settle for the freedom you have mapped out in your veins they travel through your skin like roads you have yet to take and I wonder if you will bring me with you.. But I already know the answer- love is never enough to rid of these worries you carry with you like luggage and I am the worst kind of baggage. People search a lifetime for a love like this I have searched for 18 years trying to convince myself it is real but I have discovered just like everything else it is eventually masked by the pain and thrown away for self-preservation. I am too selfless maybe it's because I have little self worth- spending too much time making sure others do not feel the pain I do but when it does come this pain of mine- no one knows how to react they stand there because this is not what they expected. Leave me be if you must- wander to places you will never see follow the roadmap inside your arms and the signs within your eyes. I will never be fine but I was this way before you traveled through me. I was just a destination you had to reach- another point on your map. You always knew you weren't gonna stay and I guess I was the last to know.
Love train: Kushu! Kushu! Kushu! As it start to move and accelerate From my heart to yours By the aorta through the ateries and back From your heart to mine By the veins through the superior and the inferior it goes.
Love train: From the love factories - our cardiacs All over the rail ways - our veins Transporting minerals - our feelings Boiling our blood hot evaporating
Love train: Keeping us connected even when apart, Breaking the bounderies and passing through the caves and bridges of hate.
My first poem at Hello poetry and I would like to thank my friends Thomas A Fletcher and Cathy N who made my dream possible.
like a wind that enters into my skin, like a rain that pours down my soul, like a drugs that entices my body, like a songs that plays inside my head, like a story that binds my entire being, and like a poem, so revealing...