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Apr 2014
It was better when I held the feeling in the the safety of my core.
I expressed it only to find a daydream was better than a shut door.
Worried only about myself, was all I should have done.
Go a head and have your fun.

I will grow in the strength of my independence.
I am strongest when I am alone.
Solace brings forth a seeking balance.
I am free from cruelty and a thrown stone.

A driving force is what I find,
The moment I cut the chains.
The scare of pain is gone from my mind,
But a yearning for you still remains.

It remains in a hopeful manner,
Wrapped around my veins
Like a seed growing inside with you the planter.
No matter what the feeling created constrains.

The result of care,
Is thinking of you wherever.
To mock this you may dare,
Or say hateful words you think are clever.

I could have held the feeling in
Admired from a far
Left you to the level of a friend
And not open this scar.

However, I did not.
I sit here waiting
Until the day I am put in a plot,
Or when your heart and mind gets done debating.
Rachael Netznik
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