I see a shadow walking by.
When I go to look, it isn't mine.
I feel all it's actions,
So many interactions.
Such a distraction,
His attraction to me
Is hard to see
When he's here by me.
But when he's not?
There's so much
Touching, poking, pintching,
Grabbing, growling, sinching,
Him inching into my brain
Pulls on me to cause me pain
I ask him to refrain, but he doesn't quit.
I'm having to face it
On my own.
No way to cope,
Nowhere to go,
I'm out of hope.
Or it seems so.
I see false light
when I put up a fight.
I think he'll see
What he's doing to me
Isn't right.
But shadows don't have sight.
I'm using all my might
To push and fight,
But when he talks to me at night,
I don't want this to be right,
But it has to be.
What he's doing to me?
It's absurd.
Not right.
Wrong.
I have her.
But his actions are but a blur,
He can't see
Me
Being happy
With her.
Why can't he
Be happy
Without me?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Pondering
PoesíaAlthough no clear picture, there's a story behind each word. ________________________________________________ A collection of my favorite poems that I have written. Please note that there is only one poem per chapter, and that each poem is anywhere...
