I am sitting
And I pause
Think about
The thing I want the most
The smiles,
fights,
And dreamsA pause in a mind
That never really
Started to playA pause that
creates an endless
PainA pause about
Kisses in the rain
And tears about the dayA pause that makes
A Hole that I can barely
ExplainA pause that reminds me
Of a need for
Compassion
Devotion
And
TemptationThis pause has seem
To stay
And now everything
Moves in slow motionAs this pause reminds me
Of the wait I face
To find that place where
I can finally press playA 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...