What would be love
without friendship?
How can I release myself
from your tight grip?
You wrapped your hands
all around my heart and brain.
How can I ever
again be the same?
I think about you
and no one more.
I wanna kiss you
like never before.
Just hearing your name
turns me on.
Where's the feeling of emptiness?
Why is it gone?
You are the answer,
my dear.
Now the only thing I feel
is fear.
I'm afraid
of giving my heart to you.
And you just laughing
at what I do.
I'm afraid
you will wreck me more than I already am.
If so,
I won't ever have a chance o be the same.
Baby,
come and hold my hands.
Tell me please
you want to be more than friends.
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The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.
