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Jun 2013
wanting you is:                                                                        

                                                            like I’m missing a lung
                                          yet still trying to breathe
                                no taste on my tongue
                                        taste-buds, are on leave

needing you is:          

stomach quartered in size                                              
requiring even less intake                                                        
voice-box only utters lies                                            
solely what it can make                                                        

seeing you is:                

my eyes no longer itch                                                                    
you are their soothing balm                                                                                  
feeling my wind pipe hitch                                                        
before i begin to calm                                                                                

                     having you is:

                                         giving me heart attacks
though it beats even stronger
                     my brain, thoughts it lacks
                                           everyday things take longer

hating you is:                  

my mind towered with bricks                          
all walls have gaps and holes                                        
my soul punches and kicks
till my fire is reduced to coals                                            

                                                                                                                  loving you is:

                                                                                                                  never ending ache to my being
                                                                                                                 i require you to live day-to-day
                                                                                                                  you near me is my soul freeing
                                                                                                                      so please, let me live, stay

.≈.~.≈.~.≈.
me attempting rhyme and rhythm, not something i normally do, but a change, its different
maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
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