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Dec 2017
In this segmentation I am idle
I see the blossoming of the Sun
The regret to change is right in front of my eyes
I recall this trance and it's not a dream
A different place unable to relate a specific time

I see the insanity of my actions
The reason why I am lost
The purpose of my animosity
AΒ Β delegation to self loathing
And then I see you

You are a mirror
Gazing into my eyes
With a bubbling caress
You boil my blood
Tightening my chest
Glaring into my shallowness

I gave it all up
Because i'm some ******* fool
And playing coy is simple
You sit next to me
And I have little to say
But the feeling remains

I disapprove of this acceptance
But cannot reject the offer
So I wallow in my jaded destiny
Crying with the sadness of desperation
Accepting every reason why

You gave me what I wanted
And only provoked the taste
I was hungry and you didn't care
Now I feed myself upon the emptiness
And question all of the actions
Only to be conflicted

You sit with the Moon at your back
And I never understood why
But now it's so clear
Because the Sun never bloomed
And a piece of me will always be lost
Just a reminder of who I was
Jacobe Loman
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Jacobe Loman  32/M/Kentucky
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