You know, you are the reason,
Of all my joy, and all my pain.
See, I love being around you,
You make me forget everything but you.
You save me, every time I see you,
I feel overwhelmed, with admiration towards you.
The amount of times, that we have hung out,
Is countless, and yet we have never actually spent time together.
Though it saddens me, we never will...
We will not have, the pleasure of hanging out...ever.
Not because of you, but because of me,
As much as it pains me, I have made that choice.
We cannot be together, because you can do better than me,
And that is the truth.
See, the thing is,
I am a monster, behind the mask of a kind mortal.
In life, I will only,
Disappoint you, and hurt you.
And I never, want to,
Disappoint you, and hurt you.
No, not physically,
But emotionally, hurt you.
It's my anger, that deep hatred,
And evil, inside.
The thing is, is that I,
Hate me, with a passion.
A passion, that burns,
Like a flame straight from Hell.
That is why, we cannot,
Be together, forever.
My consuming anger, for myself,
Will only be, put upon you.
And you, will get hurt,
And I could not, stand the pain.
The pain, of seeing you,
Get hurt, because of me.
That my dear,
Is why we,
Can never be,
Together.
I am sorry.
YOU ARE READING
Book One: My Heart is Your Poem
PoésieThis is Book One. It is dedicated to a girl that I had a really big crush on. She re-inspired me to write poetry again. And i will forever be grateful to her for that. I consider these poems to be raw emotion refined into words, but this is the pure...
