Just a poem.
That's all this is.
A free form.
But something you don't usually see.
Only one poem.
Only one time.
To tell you my deepest,
Darkest,
F E E L I N G S
I've tried to release this pain in so many different ways;
But writing about you seems to be one of my faves.
I don't understand how I find closure
When I know it only lasts until the poem is over.
Somehow it feels like some sort of imaginary relief to my reality.
As if, the pain I feel only exists until the words are free.
I know how crazy it may seem
Because the heartbreak will always be there;
And I will never un-feel what you've done to me.