can you feel the love slipping
from my heart...
yet?
here I am,
staring into the suffocating oxygen
that I breathe
breaking free
from this forbidden love
sinking each day
thinking of games to play with you,
to hate you, forget you…
but my honest heart won’t let me
'cause this is what you've made of me.
here I am,
sinking in thoughts and promises
confused,
hating you, loving you, hating you, loving you...
crying,
not understanding
the difference between the two.
here I am,
hating myself
and still loving you
hating you,
loving you,
gazing at the words
floating,
reeling,
relaying
on my life’s empty screen
pointing fingers back at me,
laughing, mocking...
playing the role of the fool I've been.
here I am,
consumed completely by your love
oblivious to your lies
and the games you’re playing with me,
to leave me, forget me
here I am, trying hard to break free,
hard to hate thee.
here I am,
wishing this love was never being born
desiring this love hadn’t been gone
from your heart…
here I am,
hating you
loving you
hating you,
loving you, loving you, loving you...
Gold trophy winner
Adding your comment:
and i just continued till the end and found the poem unique but familiar at the same time because we engage ouselves in so many relations hips taht bring us to this opoint of love you hate you and we do not have the strength to just move awat from this turmoil of emotion...
