Those feelings come like ghosts
Only, more terrifying
And yet, I do not push them away
For when I try, they launch an attack
That leaves me immobilized
So what I've started doing
Is I let them creep in slowly
Like a stray dog being tempted by a treat
Until they're so close
I can touch them
But I don't strike
Instead, I caress it
Because upon further inspection
Look at how cute they are
Look at how beautiful they look
Both laughing and having a blast
Not a care in the world
No hurt or sorrow
No guilt, only pleasure
Oh, why would I want it to leave
When I can keep it here forever?
But a slap across the face
Being woken up from bed
Someone calling you to attention
And it fleas
Terrified of the real world
The world I live in now
Oh how I hate it when you come
And yet
I end up begging you
Not to Leave
YOU ARE READING
Beautiful Enough To Frame
PuisiTwo years in the making. Two years of my life put into words. There is nothing more left to say.