as I flicker when I'm low,
as I glow when I brighten,
an obsession,
oh that wonderful but yet so wrong obsession,
of you.
you see that switch on the lampshade?
that's gone when you're here.
I glow so that your eyes become blind
when you look,
and dim so the room is a black hole
when you disappear.
where'd you go?
why didn't you come back?
I remain dim and subdued,
and that's what I'll forever remain.
where are you now that I need you?
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I seem to like using metaphors a lot, haha.
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Poetrythe pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved
