When here we ever go again
With any further thought in vain
How simply prepossess vague words
Sometimes incertitude may hurt
And unexpectedly things change.
What seems so random, rudely off
Impressed are some while you are not
Believed to be a love confession
So highly does increase the tension
How are my words of any use
When none of them seem right to choose!
My mind is thinking much too fast
Interpreting won't solve the vast
I'm clueless about what to do
Been restless thinking about you
To figure out what you have told
The meaning that these words withhold.
What if you cease to feel this way
Or ever, did you even say...?
How much of it formed in my brain?
I'm struggling, trying to think sane
As simple truth exposed itself
I wish you meant the words I craved.
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That Deep Shit I Can't Live With(out)
Poetry//06.09.2018// EDIT// The new stuff I posted here is deep and thoughtful philosophical stuff and I believe it to be actually good. So please enjoy and please remember: I don't mind comments, especially not the meaningful and constructive ones.
