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He is a Poet.

He Scents Words.

And

I am getting

Attracted to his Scent.
I used to know what I stand for
I used to know what I believe in
I used to know what my values were

That was all before I knew you
before I loved you
Now
I don't even know who I am

I lost myself
temporarily... I hope

I'm slowly fading away
Who am I?
Can I find myself and still be with you?
No is the answer
No is my answer
Not now at least

I need space
I need to be by myself figuring out who this self is
I need to let you go
I need to let this love go

Loving you has cost me something
Something that I cannot live without
Something that I need to restore
away from you

Loving you cost me
my identity
I need to let you go in order to find myself
  Aug 2014 Shaima Al-Marzouqi
bones
I cannot write
I cannot find
behind the creases
of my mind
the words to fill
another line,
those words wait
out of sight
for now I
cannot write.
** hum
Nine words

*I want you to be my happily ever after
  Jul 2014 Shaima Al-Marzouqi
Stellar
You made home taste like cinnamon.
I  don't  like  **cinnamon.
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