Why You?

Fri, 10/20/2017 - 23:59 -- afrorex

Day by day I pass you by,
Yet I receive no attention,
Often asking why
you wreck me,
Make me want to die,
And not someone else,
7 billion of us,
Yet you caught me,
Fake I know plays tricks,
But my heart is something I cannot fix,
Call be my many names,
Maybe it's true though,
my passion can't be killed,
I know myself,
I know my love is real
And even though you cannot feel
as I feel,
I know they're sincere.

It's all good,
And even though I havn't got a clue
I'll tread on,
Regardless on the return,
Far, far, overdue.

Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

Comments

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 CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741