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different bubbles
I sometimes think of missed opportunities-where I could have initiated or engaged in conversations; windows where one were weary of testing the temperature-
negative reinforcements-forever keeps one in the shadows; "there's no way she likes me"-"there's no way...." even though it seems she may give some sort of lead way of sorts-
I want to say- I'm sorry beloved- that I'm so distant just as much as you or more- there's multitude of battles that I myself as much as you yourself also may endure....
my heart is broken- my mind is so unsure- it doubts and always feels the need to carry shield and sword;
I need "love" and "affection" just like any human being; I'm always at a stand still- and feels like thorns and thistles surround me....
I've got my fair share cuts and marks- that sent me down the hole- questioning existence- how it locked away one's soul.... we all live in some bubble- where few may see us whole-
heart's always on reserve because it's been beaten to a swoll.... when in doubt one's still and silent- what one needs it seems is of another time that's just a mystery....
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