Need for control, keep them in line,
Emotions cannot stay.
It’ll do no good,
For my mind to stray.
The thought of losing control,
Doing something not entirely planned:
A nightmare, terrifying.
God have mercy, I can’t stand.
Under this spell,
Her image never leaves me.
Imposter – what is this?
W h a t
A r e
Y o u
D o i n g
T o
M e ?
Can’t take my eyes off.
My shell of steel, it weeps,
Slowly melting,
Pooling at our feet.
The light inside pours out,
Gasping with rattling lungs for some air,
Golden, but cold, divine and lonely,
I’d be no man to say I’m scared.
The light, it spreads.
Moving with her grace,
Like an angel’s glow
That seeps across her face.
Control slips its hand from mine,
Like a parent letting go of her child.
Go, it whispers. You don’t need me,
Not with her eyes, her smile.
Back and forth back and forth,
Light, control, light, control.
Balanced on the edge of nothingness
Don’t fall into that hole.
Control shrinks to nothing,
And emotion is forced into my lungs
Like being drowned.
No longer dodging the guns.
That’s when I pull her to me
Our hearts scream inside.
My brain yelling “DON’T YOU DARE!”
I won’t. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t possibly-
I lied.
A love poem narrated by a man that is a stickler for self-control. Well, until this happens.