I don't want to see you,
I don't want to be near you.
I don't want you to see me,
I don't want you to talk to me.
There must be something wrong with me.
What could it be.
I don't want to see you,
I don't want to be near you.
I don't know if that is true.
I don't want you to see me,
I don't want you to talk to me.
Why did this have to happen to me?
I have feelings for you.
That much is true.
I wish that I could talk to you.
I wish that I could be near you.
I wish that you could see me.
I wish that you could talk to me.
But none of that will ever happen.
Because I have left earth, and my bed.
I have finally got my wings, and I am dead.
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Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years
PoetryA collection of poems from my early years, up to the present. Many are about love, but also family, friends, life in general, as well as the struggles many of us face as we discover ourselves. #Wattys2016 #Wattys2019 *Note: Stories with an asterisk...