Poem about my obsessing

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Why do I belong to so many fandoms
Why do I obsess over every otp
Why do I ship someone in a book everytime they talk to the opposite sex
Why do I think every guy I see could possibly be my soulmate and I just don't know it yet

A few possible answers, maybe I read too much Wattpad, maybe it's just hormones, maybe I'm just crazy.
My attempt at a spoken word poem( just read it with a lot of drama to sound like a spoken word) :
Obsessions are like sugar or your favorite food, you just can't get enough
Nothing can make my smile as big as a romance story

It's as if I'm on an emotional roller coaster, no a water slide because I don't like being anymore basic than I usually am

Your really bored in the line waiting to get to the actual ride or the OTP in this case

Then you get there and your nervous about what's going to happen or itc because you don't know if this guy the girl just met is the ship on the way to the OTP or the actual OTP and if your going to be disappointed and heartbroken when they break up, if it's just a ship of course because OTPs are endgame.

Then comes the actual slide your stomach drops and then you feel butterflies, itc it's the ship or OTPs first fight and they either survive it or they end up break up, depending on the outcome of the fight there may or may not be butterflies.

And then it's over and your sad because you wanna do it again, itc the book is over.

See how distracted you got from the point of this poem, there is so much emotion involved in being obsessed and reading stories, with all of that going on you don't really have time to think about your real feelings do you? The fact that your lonely and depressed doesn't really matter when the character just met her soulmate just by buying a smoothie and not having the extra dollar she needed so the guy behind her helped her out. They talked and then fell in love eventually. You get it in your mind that this is how life works, that you can just have some random thing happen and then a guy will just fall in love with you and you with him. This is why I think everything above in those questions. When I read all of these things happen and I have this science in my head so I am distracted from my feelings and my demons. Almost as if the stories are a dam and the river are all of my sadness, depression loneliness and tears. One day the dam will break from the force of reality, but for now it's perfectly stable. But as soon as the dam breaks it will turn from a hopeful and lively river to a calm and tranquil distraction.


Authors note: ok so I really need feedback on this tell me what's bad and what doesn't make sense what I should take out etc. the feedback is appreciated

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