Staring at the door,
Still clutching my purse,
Wondering why,
You make me feel worse.
I hear a gentle knock...
Could it be?
You, yet again?
Never letting me be free?
I peek through the peephole,
Heart pounding so wild.
Wondering why,
You get me so riled.
You don't see what you're doing,
How you're ripping me apart.
Can't you see?
I need to heal my heart.
I can't do that with you near!
And you won't leave me alone!
I'm wondering why,
You won't stop calling my phone!
But in the end I know the answer:
Your love for me is still so intense
But whenever I am near you,
I can't help but feel tense.
As I look through the peephole,
Through my heart lances pain.
Because you're standing there once more,
Pouring fear into my every vein.
I open the door,
I don't want to be rude.
Besides, you know I'm here...
Though you know not of my bleak mood.
You say, "I forgot".
And lean in to give me a kiss
As your lips are on mine, I think
"It's not supposed to be like this."
Author notes
This is how I feel. First poem I've written in awhile, being so busy and all. But my writer's block is broken, and I'd love to know what you all think of this one!
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Thoughts? Comments? Puhlease?
Comments
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omg amazing ......3 thumbs up!
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wonderful flow and rhyme!!
and such a deep topic! very well written. i loved it
the last line ended the poem so well.well done
take care sis
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
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Thanks sis!!!
xoxoxo
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