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I ain’t a ******* poet But I made a poem for you I made a poem about the relationship between us How we were so close that I had lived inside you How I wanted to stay so bad that they had to force me out of you Because I knew at some point that I would have to leave you completely But I didn’t know that it would turn out like this Where you got so tired of me that you no longer looked at me with that love and adoration whenever I was even in your presence How tired and exhausted you are of me living off your essence, draining you of energy and just looking at me would make you faint Ten fingers and ten toes Happiest sight to see after the confession that dad wanted me when you were ready to do a do-over I wonder how many times you had looked at me and wish you had done the do-over I don’t even know if the feelings I had are of animosity or hurt You’ve asked me if I hated you and you know I don’t You’ve asked me if I loved you and you know I do I wonder if the answers to those questions were yes and no Cause I think that’s it now
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
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I ain’t a ******* poet But I made a poem for you I made a poem about the relationship between us How we were so close that I had lived inside you How I wanted to stay so bad that they had to force me out of you Because I knew at some point that I would have to leave you completely But I didn’t know that it would turn out like this Where you got so tired of me that you no longer looked at me with that love and adoration whenever I was even in your presence How tired and exhausted you are of me living off your essence, draining you of energy and just looking at me would make you faint Ten fingers and ten toes Happiest sight to see after the confession that dad wanted me when you were ready to do a do-over I wonder how many times you had looked at me and wish you had done the do-over I don’t even know if the feelings I had are of animosity or hurt You’ve asked me if I hated you and you know I don’t You’ve asked me if I loved you and you know I do I wonder if the answers to those questions were yes and no Cause I think that’s it now
relationship between my mom and I isn't so good anymore.
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
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