Poem #4: Blank Eyes And A Melancholy Demeanor

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This is just a poem I'm writing in the spur of the moment, inspired by previous events in my life.  Thanks for reading! :)

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Why do I trust you?

I know I shouldn't.

Everything about you to me is new.

Yet, in a way, it isn't.

You're captivating.

Confusing.

Irritating.

You've got a beautiful smile that glistens.

Sad that it only makes rare appearances.

You walk around with blank eyes

And a melancholy demeanor. 

But then you turn around and catch me by surprise.

How do you do that?

Please tell me your secret.

There's something about you.

I don't know what. 

I don't want to trust you.

I don't want to care.

But I must admit, it saddens me

Everytime you're not there.

Your presence gives me comfort.

Even if you're on the other side of the room.

I hate you.

And then I don't, all over again.

How do you do this?

Twisting up my secrets.

Turning all the truth into lies.

It's as if I'll only find the answer

If you'll let me.

It's either you can't see

Or I can't see.

And that's what's terrifying me.

I don't want to fall.

Not again.

And, yes, I'll smile through it all.

But the truth?

If I fall

I'd let you save me.

But you've got to give me a reason to jump.

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