I like to think of you as
my personal metaphor.
Nothing matters,
I created you.
The G I am.
I smile but feel like
I may sink, metaphors are
weak
as of now.
I wouldn't like to draw a conclusion.
But I may have too.
You were an obstacle,
created by the desires
I wish we shared.
I never loved you.
The thought of an tomorrow
burns my lungs, now.
I never loved us.
The thought of us
never allowed me to be sober.
My favorite part of this poem is when you write
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created by the desires
wish we shared"
i kind of understands what it means.But what did you mean when you wrote this??
My intention when I create a poem is to relate. Not relive. Have there every been an obstacle in your life where you felt as if something was created based on what you wanted.
ReplyDeleteThe love I had for an individual was (is) put into question.
I am simply throwing it there.
How do I know I loved you, how do I not know I created those feelings to be happy.
Its clearer to me now.ive actually had my self in situations where i created feelings just to be happy.Ive found that best thing to do is just to rid yourself of that situation. is that what you do in the end??
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