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  Apr 2021 Hortência Granair
Eloisa
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
everytime I hate myself and
desire to be other people,
I lose myself
little by
little
when a God complex doesn't kick in (most of the time) I just can't see value in myself
my first kiss felt like
the urge to find shelter under a shadow
while walking barefoot on hot sand during a sunny day

but also my first kiss felt like
hurrying to go back to bed under my warm blankets
cause it's freezing anywhere else at the peak of the winter

my first kiss felt like
I was thirsty as if dehydrated
and my hands where searching desperately for a cup of water

and my first kiss felt like
extreme hunger craving to eat
something sugary, something sweet

at last my first kiss felt like
longing for someone when they promised to come
but that never happened
and for that reason
my kiss wasn't with the one I loved
but I pretended it was all along
my first kiss felt uncanny and childish for sure
if you cut me first
I surely will cut you back

for life on earth is ruled by
the law of action and reaction
you get what you give
the monster that people say I am
is nothing but parts of them
they built over me
their gullible blank space
I see myself everywhere
and the world I perceive revolves around me
not because I'm narcissist
but because my existence is my entire world
I'm everything I have
I'm back at writing, a little rusty tho :(
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