Almost felt like a need.
I was deprived of the oxygen your voice gave me.
Deprived of the water that somehow wouldn't stop,
Falling from my face.
Like an aftertaste, it lingers.
Like a sickness, transfigured.
Like a butterfly, metamorphosed
Like I could feel you with my eyes closed.
And I wish I could share some of how I feel.
Let you actually feel it.
Someone out there wouldn't come near it.
But you know that.
Yet, you choose to deny.
See all of these people tear you up inside.
But rather than put away your pride and give me a chance,
Give you real happiness,
A real man,
You choose to be blind.
You cant see all i'm good for, you only see i'm not them;
If stubborn-ness is a disease you've caught it.
Innuendos i feel, but sometimes feelings aren't enough.
I need affirmation.
Like a meditation video on Youtube.
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Lost, Found, And Chosen.
PoetryThis is a poetry book, it talks about lovers, it talks about everyday situations, it talks about love and the pain accompanied by it; It can break your heart or build it. Take the time to understand this poetry book and its effortless simplicity and...
