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Apr 2013
I cannot express
myself, my true
deep self.
I am afraid
that we do not
connect
Why is it?
Clocks tick, but
our conversations
do not make
2 hours fly by.
I want to feel
like I am somebody
who is something.

I am
not afraid, but
stressed
Anxious
I cannot live on
inside jokes forever.
I want to know
you deeply
your outside
and inside.

Deeper insight
Intellectual  
Stimulation
Conversation
I want to
connect
with you
your deep self,
So on my deathbed
I don’t wake up
and look back
on a waste
of my *******
time
I want to be
the one
who opened
your eyes,
opened
your mind.
I want to find
I am a real
true love.
Written by
Hudson Everett
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