I miss you more than I did yesterday,
My heart seems to be stuck on what you say.
I constantly think of how amazing you are,
Wishing we haven’t gone so far.
My heart misses you day in and day out
It misses you so much all I do is pout.
Your touch is like an Angel to me,
It makes me feel like we were meant to be.
I miss you now and I’ll miss you tomorrow,
Killing my heart, feeling so much sorrow.
I wish I could see you whenever I want.
Hoping your not fucking some dirty cunt.
I wish that I truly saw you love me.
But it seems I want what I may not see.
You could be lying all along,
But in my heart I feel we belong.
I wish I knew your truths or your lies
Just so I know theres no need to cry.
This is either fake or its real,
But its my heart your about to steal.
Please don’t leave me hanging here,
That is my deepest fucking fear.
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Reading this piece reminds me of just exactly what I've been trying to forget for weeks now. Reading this, I dare say, has inevitably brought back pangs of forgotten pain. My heart not only went out for the speaker of this poem. It actually felt as if I were the one speaking in that poem. To have moved me this way, I must say you're one hell of a poet. Or... this piece is one hell of a work.
I only noticed one grammatical error which is but minor in this line: Hoping your not fucking some dirty cunt. You should change "your" into "you're" , the contracted form of you are. XD -
wow this is deep
you said it just like you felt it and you wrote it with passion and truth
i could feel your words inside of me as i read this poem
if its realy happening
i hope your love turns out to be real too


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This is a well written poem, I like the contrasting emotions (as shown below):
Hoping your not fucking some dirty cunt.
I wish that I truly saw you love me.
I like this ranodm outburst within the poem, and think it makes it more intense, going from lovey dovey to obscene, this also shows confusion, which I feel is rightly placed within the topic, as someone who has felt like this, FEELS like this themself at the moment.
I my favourite part is the following section:
wish I knew your truths or your lies
Just so I know theres no need to cry.
This is either fake or its real,
But its my heart your about to steal.
Please don’t leave me hanging here,
I like this bit, it is emotional, and shows the sadness felt when one is unsure of if the feelings from the person of interest are returned, this is then rounded up nicely by :
That is my deepest fucking fear.
I really like this final line, as my greatest fear is also rejection, I feel like I can totally relate to this poema dn the subject at hand, I like the way you have played with emotional themes, and the way they flow in and out of the poem. Well done
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