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Mourning Star |
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Mad Ramblings of a Poetic Mind |
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A lust so real.... |
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Brain Rot... |
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Dark Epiphany |
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Running no-where |
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Stitches |
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Relatively Broken... |
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solace |
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My Sheild |
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Stop-go |
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Shadows |
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Motivate |
Yes, I love you, Of course I care!
you always say "yes, i love you!" and "of course I care!"
but if i'm your everything, why do i have to share?
focusing your concentration to any random thing.
avoiding giving me attention, observe the tears you bring.
why, when i look at you, do your eyes appear to focus
but the hollow look behind them is too painful to discuss?
you pretend to be distracted... or maybe you truly are?
I wanted life to be my stage and for you to be my star.
i'm probably inflating it and reading far too deep
but the emptiness that sits between us makes me feel so cheap.
it's like i'm waiting on a whim for something thats not happening
Not for me, not with him. i can feel my heart collapsing.
i'm not trying to end anything, just searching for a beginning.
my efforts are mistaken and i always feel dissatisfied
the words i write will get passed by along with any feelings i can't hide
and, if i've said this clearly you now may understand
i dont need mr. perfect... but for you to take my hand.
~danyel koska


