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I'm not like anyone else around me. Writing helps me get out what I keep bottled inside. The good, the bad, the beautiful, the hideous. I can get it all out by simply grabbing my laptop or even a pen and a piece of paper and jotting down how I feel at that particular moment. If it wasn't for writing, I'd be and even bigger basket case than I am now.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Nothing and everything.

A poem won't bring you back
A rhyme won't make it better
But I can't help but feel like
We should be together.
Was it me?
Or you?
Or both of us?
Were we scared?
Unprepared?
For that amount of lust

We were a chemical reaction gone wrong
But why did it feel right
We made an atom bomb
That wasn't ready to ignite

So
Many
Unspoken
Words
I never wanted this
You weren't supposed to make me hurt

I said I'd never stop
And I haven't
But you and me
Go back and forth
You could call it a bad habit

I need you
I don't
I want you
You won't
Admit to shit
You'd rather quit
And say it was fun
But now we're done

You were
Are
Will always be
No good for me

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