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Jan 2015
Admittance is scary…*
I don’t understand myself sometimes
I want to love you,
be here for you,
but I don’t know how to say it outloud.
Maybe I’m scared,
maybe I’ll fail you,
maybe let you down,
and I don’t want to be bound to promises
only to break them like so many have done to me.
I do love you very much,
I do want to make you happy
I want to be your life,
your hope,
your light,
but don’t forget that
I am not perfect,
that I also have darkness within me,
that nothing ever goes as it’s planned.
Irony…Karma….LOVE…
All *******, they bite hard and don’t give a **** afterwards.
Let’s not make mistakes.
Let’s just enjoy what we have now and not focus on the future.
Franklyn D. Roosevelt once said….
“Men are not prisoners of their fate, but only of their own mind.”*
I know it means I shouldn’t be afraid too
but I want to use the meaning
of keeping the here and now.
Written by
Chelle Quezon  Manila, Philippines
(Manila, Philippines)   
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