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i hate it, that you gaze upon another while i’m sitting here, upon you, as just another bother i know i’m nothing, you even say it’s true it’s sickening that I keep thinking about you. i’ve given up too many times. years of waiting, uneventful i hate it as much as i hate him, but i don’t want to hate you too i want to shower you with love, with appreciation and wonder. but i don’t think thats possible, with you like you are now. so leave me be, as I stay in deep. roam in my head, again once more trying to find another connection, this wall i’ve built, now torn. i tried so hard, yet effort wasted my love so wide, yet don’t value a ton these months have felt like centuries, and now they amount to none. you’re gone, i have to accept that. and we’re done, i have to move on. so as i walk away, my head still down, will i ever find another one?
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 8:48 AM UTC
Confession
i hate it, that you gaze upon another while i’m sitting here, upon you, as just another bother i know i’m nothing, you even say it’s true it’s sickening that I keep thinking about you. i’ve given up too many times. years of waiting, uneventful i hate it as much as i hate him, but i don’t want to hate you too i want to shower you with love, with appreciation and wonder. but i don’t think thats possible, with you like you are now. so leave me be, as I stay in deep. roam in my head, again once more trying to find another connection, this wall i’ve built, now torn. i tried so hard, yet effort wasted my love so wide, yet don’t value a ton these months have felt like centuries, and now they amount to none. you’re gone, i have to accept that. and we’re done, i have to move on. so as i walk away, my head still down, will i ever find another one?
[i'm sorry my poems have been repetitive, you see, my minds in a constant loop. hopefully a love poem will make its way here again]
morningblue
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 8:48 AM UTC
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