People don't comprehend that there are two ways of understanding; one is by having been in the situation, and the other is by listening in to the conditions.

I'd choose you over her
Hell, I'd choose you over any other girl
You know what? I've always loved you
Somewhere within me
I know that you've never really left my mind
Perhaps that's the thing about us
We spent too long not talking to each other
But I always knew that if I could've been sure
I would've chased you down and asked
If you'd want to go out sometime
And I know we live different lives
But perhaps that's why you've always been
A great mystery to uncover
I've seen your faults and you've seen mine
Let me set things right now
Let me do what I should've done years ago
Would you like to have a quality time with me?

"I miss your love"
she said.

I used to write you poetry.
Last Christmas I made you a journal;
You loved that.

"Things are different. It's a really strange change, isn't it?"
I replied.

"Yeah they are different, you don't love me anymore."
"I miss your cuddles. And your laughter. "
"But mostly your love."

Your three texts remain unopened.
They've been haunting my phone screen
For the past hour now.
And that's how the unsaid things remain unsaid.

I'll take you to places that you never ever been before.

I finally met someone like me
He's sharp of wit
Charming in attitude
Smooth in conversation
Closed off in emotion
Supportive in nature
Understanding off loss
Non-committal to admissions
He is everything I have ever searched for
Yet because he is such
We can never be
For I am too much like him,
And he is too much like me
So alas I'll watching him pass
Just a drifter such as I
Such a shame it is to find perfection,
Only to watch it pass me by

It's been a while
Since I last logged on
Seeing my poetry with a smile
And wondering if my subscribers are gone

recently
ive been feeling
alone
and not just the lonley
where your lacking a person
or a presence
an alone where you cant feel anything
and it feels like your stomach
is droping from the top of a rollercoaster
and it is because of you

you, you, you, you, everyone

and i hate it. i cannot change it

i have no control
and i like having control
over my own emotions
i cannot feel anything
my brain
is in a soft fuzzy blanket
i cannot feel
my stomach
the acid burns it numb
and my heart
it has stopped
dead in my throat
my eyes
have become blind
by the boiling aogny flowing out
my mouth
the words gushing out
cut it, emotions choking me

i long
to not be able to feel
because numbness
is

  forever


          agony