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I’d like to write a love poem. For tea has ceased to give me joy. And in the past, one of the only things that has, Has been feelings for a boy. I know that sounds pathetic, Like Disney commercials have seized my mind, But sometimes focussing on something lovely as opposed to my own self-loathing, Is the only relief I can find. I’d like to write a love poem And yet I know I cannot. For the boy who sees me as nothing but a game, Is the only one my heart has got. I’d like to write a love poem For someone other than him Whose head is filled with textured thoughts, And heart is filled with kindness, to the rim I’d like to write a love poem Telling of how I adore His endless eyes, his glistening soul But his rough edges even more. I’d like to write a love poem, But the more I think it through I realize that I’ll never have anyone To address my love poem to
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Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC
I'd like to write a love poem (Most pathetic poem in existence)
I’d like to write a love poem. For tea has ceased to give me joy. And in the past, one of the only things that has, Has been feelings for a boy. I know that sounds pathetic, Like Disney commercials have seized my mind, But sometimes focussing on something lovely as opposed to my own self-loathing, Is the only relief I can find. I’d like to write a love poem And yet I know I cannot. For the boy who sees me as nothing but a game, Is the only one my heart has got. I’d like to write a love poem For someone other than him Whose head is filled with textured thoughts, And heart is filled with kindness, to the rim I’d like to write a love poem Telling of how I adore His endless eyes, his glistening soul But his rough edges even more. I’d like to write a love poem, But the more I think it through I realize that I’ll never have anyone To address my love poem to
I don't know, I just keep writing these stories where my characters have some sort of love life and I just wish that I could have a REAL love life, not one made out of paper and make-believe, because when I have some form of a romantic aspect in my life, my Broken Moods are ALOT more scarce, and I just... really, hate feeling so alone. I'm sorry for being so pathetic and co-dependant, and stereotypical, and annoying, and worthless. Sorry for being so attention-seekingly self-deprecating, by the way. I'm not trying to be this selfish and vain and ungrateful. I'm sorry.
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Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC
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