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Why do I do this to myself?
I read it
I knew what it consisted of and yet I still read it
I've known about it for awhile
But, today it's like I needed to read it
My stomach has never been so tense nor has it had feelings that weighed so heavy inside
Why do I feel this way?
Why does it even matter?
In the end,
I needed to knock some sense into my own head
My thoughts were going to far, they were becoming out of control
In a way, it helped me
Tell me why
Perfection is not the key
But light from head to feet
I see the golden shine
I question the desire at times
For me and you is what your feeling true
No unreasonable words with no meaning
Simply the feelings straight out of the blue

I stick my head in the clouds
As opening up to someone is hard to do
Maybe your there as no one else appears
A chance to change and accept faith for who is maybe saint
What you deserve is a lady that is the same
From eye to eye
Things will come true
For not only me but also
you

Therefore tell me why
As I try to open up
I decide to hide
In shame I cover my eyes  
Tell me why I feel this way
My shame stays the same.

— The End —