1. Examine me with curious eyes. Crave to sneak a look within, to see where the treasures lie.
2. Caress me with gentle fingers -- hold me in such a way that every touch lingers.
3. Open me, peer into my soul and study each aspect with care. Hold each one in the softest embrace no matter the fright or scare.
4. And this, I ask with all my heart -- love me, treasure me, and all my parts. For despite appearances, despite my walls, I am not Pandora's Box.
1/21/2021 Not my best work by any means. The meter changes every stanza and it doesn't flow together well at all. I had originally not intended for it to rhyme but I changed my mind at the last minute.
Love me, hate me Desire me, despise me Hold me, leave me But do not ignore me See me, as I see you Do not pass me by as if I’m not there Do not show me you’re happy without me Let me in, tell me I belong Do not shatter me and crush my hopes But reach out, take my hand and let me in.
I just want to speak to you. Can I get one moment of your time? I just need me to see you. I just need you to see me. I know sometimes it’s not easy. I just want this one moment to last. But I know the images of me. Brings up the bad moments of your past. I just want to say sorry. Although history can repeat. It usually does..no matter how discreet. Things can still to the surfaces above.
I’m thinking of you too much. And the mistakes that were made. But I’m also missing your touch. Almost by days: like yesterday and today. Tomorrow could be a different story. But I still think about you always.
I won’t go into details. But I shouldn’t raise my _. I feel sorry where it landed. It should of firmly planted. If it was me instead of you. I would of never withstand it. So, now I understand it...Why. You left me without a goodbye. Then again you just left. Without a single text. I started with a Hello... I got silence in return I guess your wondering what’s next.. I guess your still feeling hurt..
I’m Sorry (it’s not just words) I’m Sorry (I really mean it when your hurt) I’m Sorry (I should thought of my action first) I’m so so Sorry.
I put my self in scenario’s. I’m a romantic type of guy. I cause no pain.
I feel ****** to the Eternal inferno of flame The smoke burns my Lungs As I listen to the Crackle of burning skin The brimstone hearth Holds the flames of Those lost The fire burns through My flesh As my eyes turn to flames
My Irrational thoughts Lead me astray The delusion I have Of a life I don't I make myself believe I live in a semi-perfect World When I never will The insanity in my head Causes complete delirium The Mania of a Broken Person...