This Inherent Instinct

Sun, 09/24/2017 - 04:08 -- VWjam

If I love you, and I don't know I love you,

What do I do?

How do I name wanting to watch you

Every second, thinking about you

Constantly, how do I name wanting to touch your hands?

If I am obsessed, but I don't know I am obsessed,

Will you still take my hand?

Tracking where you are at any time comes naturally,

So who am I to believe?

Those who label my fixation a crime,

Or myself, to not deny this inherent instinct?


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741