a predicament | poem

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do not say words
that you cannot take back
because once
they are free and out in the air
they will coil around us
and drain us of
any humanity
we had remaining

perhaps i am too scared to love
perhaps i am unable to love
perhaps my story was only meant to be a
tragedy
of a girl
who pushed everyone who cared away
and went to her demons to cry

or maybe i am
just too scared to use to damn word
because i fear that
it's sharp edges will only
harm me
and that it's power
will only steer me away

could it be that i just
can't fathom
why another soul
would fancy my own
rotten mind ?
find my simplicity
intriguing ?
or have any emotion other than
disdain and distaste?

i am messy
and i don't know what i want
my heart and mind are universes apart
and i don't know when
they will cross paths
i don't want you to leave
stay
and wait
i don't want you to hate me
do what you feel
is right

souls like your own
don't come around very often

-n.c

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