“Not Knowing”
I don’t know what is this,
The emotion in front of me,
Trying to kill me with loneliness,
Trying to make me feel low
Making me regret loving,
Making me regret even bother asking
You just deserted me with your killing smile,
I thought it was supposed to make me feel better,
I thought it would bring me up to the skies,
I thought I would be invincible,
Instead of being invisible
But all you could do is smile innocently.
I should have listened to my friends,
Telling me you would do nothing good,
Warning me about loving you,
Holding their tears as they saw me ignore.
I should have just carefully gave up,
Watch as my heart break.
You didn’t steal my heart,
I just gave them to you,
Stop telling everyone you got it by force,
I give you permission to tell everybody how you killed me,
I hope you wish my happiness
Though you just made it impossible
I don’t know what is this,
The number love said,
The emotion love made me feel,
The loneliness love had send me,
The sickness love had caused me to die with heartache.
Love had successfully broke my heart, I hope its happy.
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My Odd Consciences
PoesíaI wrote these poem when I was 13-14, I write a lot about how I was in pain, which in retrospect is not much. But at the time it felt like the end of the world :o