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Oh, I think I spoke too much again The words flew and my mind didn't keep pace You don't need to hear that, you don't need to fix my problems It doesn't matter, it's far too late; now my heart starts to race You must see me as a fool After all, I'm not much more than the product of my errors I care so much about you, but all I do is mess things up When did I start to shake? Suddenly I notice the building terror You know so much about me I've never shared some of the things you've heard Yet for some reason you still accept me, still waste your time on me One side of my brain insists you hate me, the other says that's absurd Every time we talk, I wonder if it'll be the last Eventually you'll realize that I'm not worth the words that roll off your tongue You'll leave and never look back; I'm no good for you, I know that Besides, sometimes I'm just too high-strung I'm possessive and too obsessive You're relaxed and laid back While I panic you kick your feet up and settle in I wish I was different; why can't I stop feeling like I lack? When I pour out my heart, does it touch yours? You don't even know that I've cried at the thought of losing you I just want to know your heart like I know mine Maybe then I'd see that you care about me too I'm way too naive, I own that I need constant reassurance, I know that You'll find someone better than me, I guarantee that One day you'll forget me, I fear that Can you hear me cry out? I'm begging for a promise Not for this to last forever, not for anything long-term Only that you don't leave me hurting when it's over Now that your name has gone dark I'm left wondering Will we ever speak again? I don't want to lose you, you're like a four-leaved clover I can't sleep, my words linger in my head; did I mess it all up? Next time, can we start over? Before it's over? Can we start over?
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 1:58 AM UTC
Ode to Athazagoraphobia
Oh, I think I spoke too much again The words flew and my mind didn't keep pace You don't need to hear that, you don't need to fix my problems It doesn't matter, it's far too late; now my heart starts to race You must see me as a fool After all, I'm not much more than the product of my errors I care so much about you, but all I do is mess things up When did I start to shake? Suddenly I notice the building terror You know so much about me I've never shared some of the things you've heard Yet for some reason you still accept me, still waste your time on me One side of my brain insists you hate me, the other says that's absurd Every time we talk, I wonder if it'll be the last Eventually you'll realize that I'm not worth the words that roll off your tongue You'll leave and never look back; I'm no good for you, I know that Besides, sometimes I'm just too high-strung I'm possessive and too obsessive You're relaxed and laid back While I panic you kick your feet up and settle in I wish I was different; why can't I stop feeling like I lack? When I pour out my heart, does it touch yours? You don't even know that I've cried at the thought of losing you I just want to know your heart like I know mine Maybe then I'd see that you care about me too I'm way too naive, I own that I need constant reassurance, I know that You'll find someone better than me, I guarantee that One day you'll forget me, I fear that Can you hear me cry out? I'm begging for a promise Not for this to last forever, not for anything long-term Only that you don't leave me hurting when it's over Now that your name has gone dark I'm left wondering Will we ever speak again? I don't want to lose you, you're like a four-leaved clover I can't sleep, my words linger in my head; did I mess it all up? Next time, can we start over? Before it's over? Can we start over?
First time poet. Just trying to vent some pent up emotions, not much to see here. I don't have any experience in poetry but I had to put this somewhere. I don't know if I'll post often, but any tips that might help me improve my writing are welcomed.
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 1:58 AM UTC
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