I am sitting
And I pause
Think about
The thing I want the most
The smiles,
fights,
And dreams
A pause in a mind
That never really
Started to play
A pause that
creates an endless
Pain
A pause about
Kisses in the rain
And tears about the day
A pause that makes
A Hole that I can barely
Explain
A pause that reminds me
Of a need for
Compassion
Devotion
And
Temptation
This pause has seem
To stay
And now everything
Moves in slow motion
As this pause reminds me
Of the wait I face
To find that place where
I can finally press play
A pause that makes me think
If he,
Whoever he is,
Is pausing for me?
Inspiration: loneliness
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Never Ending
PoetryThis is a collection of old poems from old times made from past love in a past life with same old problems. *Completed* P.s These poems are of me as an angsty middle schooler. I do hope you enjoy them, but I also apologize about the mild cringe th...
