And I fear I've done something unspeakable.
And I don't know
when I go back,
if that table will be full
or if I will sit there alone.
I don't know if my hands should be full of love
Or
If I should keep working
in my studio.
Machinery rather than flesh wrapping around me.
I don't know if I should hide
from you.
Are you going to hide
from me?
How did this happen.
Once I spoke about love with you
and now I write this in fear of you
Confrontation is never your style,
so I don't know why
I wait for a roar to leave you.
But know this girl.
Silence makes me walk
and every hour that now passes
I'm on my way
A heavy heart in my chest
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not A Poet
PoetryMy poems are about love, loss and just being a young adult in a conflicting world. Some of these poems are also for my other books like: "Her World" and "He Is & He Was" that both contain love poems. Front cover designed by Rahma.
