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Mar 2013
I do not love you
I did not know
I thought I could have
I thought
I'd try
And with morning was goodbye
Were you my escape
Or another place to hide?
And what of promises?
I told myself I'd die
If I ever said goodbye
I want to love you
To love you all
But you're adding more weight
I'm beginning to fall
And this
Is what I asked for, this
Is my idea of bliss
Until I tear at my face
And I growl and I hiss
Because God gave me what I asked for
What I asked for
Is this
Robyn
Written by
Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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