Tiffany

Mon, 07/21/2014 - 12:35 -- Ocen

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37207
United States
36° 13' 49.944" N, 86° 46' 18.4872" W
37207
United States
36° 13' 49.944" N, 86° 46' 18.4872" W
37207
United States
36° 13' 49.944" N, 86° 46' 18.4872" W

         My soul is in agony, because you’re loving he whom is not me
I cringe by the thought of your memory; my emotions keep running through my bowels and my thoughts become rancid
I love you but I hate you,
I need you but I forsake you
For you I yearn but you I can’t stand
And it’s because I don’t understand what kind of man I am, WHAT DO I WANT?
My love for you burns a hole in my chest
For every thought of u that comes to mind, I lose my breath
I need your love like an infant needs his mother’s breast
Your love feels like ecstasy; your smile is like sex to me
But all these memories sing a symphony of misery
To me
Ha ha ha they ridicule and laugh
I‘ve waited too long and now these feelings won’t pass
Their jeers are well placed; my judgment well deserved
Like the venom of a snake with your love, I’VE BEEN BITTEN; I am cursed
Slowly dying an imminent death from starvation, I need your presence
I wish I knew then how to count my blessings; I once had joy now it’s gone with your essence
This flood of sadness knows no bounds, drowning self-security; I need an emotional drought
 I’ve never known a distress as great as this; being cut off from the flavor of your kiss
Your lips are mine or at least they could have been
Your love is now split between me and HIM
I envy his position but I cherish this prison. If only I could bear the sound of my own heart ripping.

By OCEN of emotions

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