I feel as if I might explode
Filled to the brim
Overflowing with emotion
Love, wonder, hurt, sorrow,
A lightness in my chest
A feeling in my heart
It is something I can't explain
All these emotions filling me
I feel everything
There are no words to describe
What goes on in my mind
This feeling in my heart
It fills me with want
I don't comprehend
What do I do to the end?
Is this to be my fate
Never finding the right words to say
Is this what it means
To have a poets mind?
I'm not very good
Not like the greats
Classics that eveyone knows
Or maybe
I'm just to close
To see my own greatness
For to me
These poems don't fit
I can't use symbols
Or discreetly criticize
Everything straight foreward
But is this feeling in my chest
The potential I have in me?
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
I feel as if I might explode
Filled to the brim
Overflowing with emotion
Love, wonder, hurt, sorrow,
A lightness in my chest
A feeling in my heart
It is something I can't explain
All these emotions filling me
I feel everything
There are no words to describe
What goes on in my mind
This feeling in my heart
It fills me with want
I don't comprehend
What do I do to the end?
Is this to be my fate
Never finding the right words to say
Is this what it means
To have a poets mind?
I'm not very good
Not like the greats
Classics that eveyone knows
Or maybe
I'm just to close
To see my own greatness
For to me
These poems don't fit
I can't use symbols
Or discreetly criticize
Everything straight foreward
But is this feeling in my chest
The potential I have in me?
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