A poem about being rejected by someone, but still having feelings for them...
Jesters gesturing,
Pestering and festering,
Masters of questioning,
Dancing toward lessening.
At my mind's behest,
I've made a dark request,
Releive me from my mess,
Take all of this stress,
And create a family crest,
The mark of truth that feels the best.
My thoughts are mangled,
Strangled and dangled,
Above a pit,
Spikes to quit,
Your breaths commit,
The shape of it,
Always a triangle.
3 players in the game,
The shame of the same,
Rain and feign,
You feel your stains,
When your feelings came,
They were untamed,
No one to blame,
Or train the pain,
To critical acclaim.
Gnawing and nodding,
Poking and prodding,
Stoking and plodding,
Among this jotting,
True social plotting,
Making the most of our rotting,
My mind's a jungle,
And I'm sick of trodding.
Chases in races,
Burning through places,
Losing our faces,
And my mind in cases,
There are no traces,
But I feel these laces,
Extorting my spaces,
Leading me on chases,
Stoking my fireplaces.
Drastic desire,
Stoking my fire,
My croaking empire,
Was built on a pyre,
The situation is dire,
Looking for a buyer,
One to call me sire,
And shun what was a liar,
Forget what happened prior,
To this new heated desire.
Screaming and scratching,
Gleaming and catching,
Seeming to be matching,
What fills in is blackening,
Feels like spiritual patching,
The fear and doubt is stacking,
Can't feel your backing,
My will is cracking,
But you're so distracting...
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"Heartbroken and Lonely"
PoetryA collection of poems about heartbreak, and the loneliness it can bring. Love never fails, but sometimes we must trudge through the deepest dark of loneliness to come out the other side and find the love we so desperately need...
