#apprehensive
We're two people that have been around
To much lost and nothing found
We share time with a lot of fun
If things get close we both will run
I won't say I love you
Don't say you love me too
One thing I can't pretend
You are my one and only friend
You text me with a smiley face
I meet you at the coffee place
Talk and laugh whatever we choose
We both know what there is to lose
I won't say I love you
Don't say you love me too
One thing I can't pretend
You are my one and only friend
Jul 6, 2021
Jul 6, 2021 at 12:16 PM UTC
Tell me how am I supposed to end this?
This feeling in my stomach, is it endless?
I can't say that any of this makes sense,
but this has got me feeling apprehensive.
In my brain all I get is emotional feedback.
It always makes me take a few steps back.
I don't know what's wrong with my brain.
I can feel the static flow through my veins.
I'm trying to end the ringing in my ear.
A sound like voices that are not quite clear.
Do I have a loose wire or bad connection?
Can someone point me in the right direction?
So testing, testing, one, two, three.
May I have your attention please;
Why am I letting this get the best of me?
Pull the plugs so I can finally get some sleep.
I don't need a doctor just an electrician,
So they'll fix me not just give me medicine.
Maybe I should stop expecting everyone to help.
But this is something I just can't fix myself.
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 9:24 AM UTC
Your creator took extra time,
To make you so beautiful.
It is unclear,
As to whether,
Your soul is just as gorgeous.
Seemingly selfish,
Scared to see,
Your true self.
Staying in solitude,
Should sustain my safety,
But keep me from you.
And what if your soul sparkles,
Similar to your eyes.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 4:40 AM UTC
You ask me for collateral
As though you are preparing for battle
A request I cannot deny
For you I shall comply
This apprehensive feeling
When I reveal the pain I’ve been concealing
I present to you a loaded gun
In it, the bullets I hope to outrun
Your grin is oh so charming
This I find quite alarming
You hold out your gentle hand
What is it you have planned?
Six rounds in this revolver
I hope your heart will never falter
A fear of mine engraved on every bullet
The trigger—please don’t ever pull it
So in your loving hands I place
A loaded gun I wish not to face
Of all this trepidation I am ashamed
I pray to the gods I won’t be maimed
And happily you smile,
A devious act that's absolutely vile
You point this gun at my heart
In an instant you could blow me apart
You say this gun is for your security
So with it I give you all of me
Six bullets in the revolver’s chamber
I’ve given a weapon to someone quick to anger
This malaise feeling I cannot shake
Six bullets to the heart I will take
In your passionate moment full of angst
I know you won’t be shooting blanks
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 8:06 AM UTC