Published August 17, 2011
I have never been in love,
and of course, I would like to,
but not with you.
When the thought crossed my mind
joy was not something I felt.
It was fear.
Fear and panic
and a sort of wrenching feeling,
a tug,
a pull.
Maggots in my heart.
I cannot be in love,
not with you.
Complications
is all that would cause,
a mangled, murdered friendship,
awkward silence
in each other's presence.
I am not in love,
I do have a heart murmur,
perhaps it acts up
only when I see you.
It's like the sky won't stop falling,
and all the birds are calling,
calling your name
as they fall.
But what do birds know?
I've thought about it for more than a year,
but everytime I get near
to telling you
I bite my toungue.
I won't let this happen.
Love is such a cruel thing,
such an evil thing,
such a vicious way to torture
a heart that's been so closed,
a heart I kept secret,
I will not be in love
with you.
I feel sick.
Lurching stomach,
insomnia,
something heavy in my chest.
How does anyone deal with this?
Is it supposed to be good?
Should I enjoy it?
I could enjoy it,
I would enjoy it,
if only it wasn't you,
if only it was someone-
anyone else.
I cannot be in love.
So go away.
I can't take it.
I can't see you today.
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Thank you, I often use a strange set-up. I usually just start writing a poem and see how it flows.
I liked it! The funky setup was cool, and worked well. I'm always afraid to do things like that, but you did really well!
That right there made me squirm in my seat. Great image, I knew exactly what you were talking about.
Great job, keep it up!
Razzle
Hey Goa,
First off. I love your poem. Its really nicely written! Congrats. So no complaints about it other then some spelling issues.
Presence
Murmur
Every time is two words.
Tongue
Thanks all! Good job!
PM me or post on my wall if you have any questions!
-Boo