i love you
but i can't have you.
for as blue
as the morning dew
i feel for you
but it turns into
this mental turmoil
that is this oil
starting to boil
through me
3rd degree
drowning in the sea
of agony
of dwindling hope
a chance?
nope.
it cannot be
i agree
but can't you see
the flames that burn
inside of me?
screaming your name
heated with shame
of this love that cannot be.
YOU ARE READING
Ouch: i'm still not over you
Poetrypoetry about heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment.
