I just want to be with you, but then again I know we'll never be true. In my head I replay situations I fantasize over; I may be Irish but I have no clover. I don't know why I do this to myself, I know the reality yet I still choose to chase after my insanity. With barriers up to block and blades up to tear, to the land of settlement and peace of happiness there is no way there. Stuck swimming and drowning in a darkened sea, for your love in my dreams, oh I plea. We were supposed to connect but now tonight I sit left disappointed with wrecked veins from blade; I still desire for you as I sit back and fade. The feeling of your touch reminds me of back then, it reminds me over and over again. When I used to have a different soul to feed upon, but the plate has been clean with feelings foregone. Now I stare into your eyes, and the old part of me dies. Creating a new, turning the dry red back to flowing blue. In my hopes you are present, to the pain soothing you are pleasant. It's sad because as for you I would fight a war, but in reality there is nothing of truth for. I honestly wish that for us there could be a forever, I can feel the firework spark when we're together. If not forever, I'd be glad to just have you in my life, to keep you as my secondary knife.
8/5/15
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ShaneM Original Poetry Collection
PoetryTW: Dark and graphic emotions/thoughts. I am updating this collection of poetry as I have kind of left it alone for a long time. I started this in 2017, and while I have written many poems over the years, I have also stopped writing for a long time...
