I don't let myself fall in love or affection
Maybe because I have been hurt before
I don't get the meaning of it all, darling
I choose not to understand
Ignorance is bliss
But deep down everyone needs love, we are capable of love, I think
But what if it is an illusion
An illusion that we have been stereotyped to fall for just to make sweet love to the other person
I had not the slightest clue about the proverbial love when I seemed to feel the meaning of
Miley Cyrus's Every Rose Has It's Thorn
I can only think of all this as an illusion
An illusion that feels so real
So ethereal
But many say people who are scared to live in the now call life an illusion
They call it escapism, an excuse to go wild
I want to go run away sometimes,
I wish I were more invisible
I wish I were a bird so I could fly far far away to beautiful distant places and never think of coming back to where I am from
Yes this is escapism
But not escapism from who I am but who I was
My past has made me stronger but I wouldn't wanna go back there
I don't mind being called scared
Everyone one of us is scared of something deep down
And I am scared of the realness of my emotions and feelings
I am scared, so scared that I even confuse myself that it is not what it really is often times
I am scared that I can go right ahead and view and validate it in my self-righteous perspective
But what can I say
It's been so many many years that I've been living this way
No harm has been done to anyone but me, that I know of
Maybe even I haven't really been affected by my strange ways of living
In this illusion of a life
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry is You
कविताThis is a collection of free-verse poems that I am currently writing on the people I have met and have yet to meet in life and about the humane feelings and psychology. This miscellany of writing will slowly cover almost all aspects of life that I...
