Just Another Poem

Just read it...

i wish i could make up for what I've done.. But seeing how everything is crashing around me.. I just wanna be totally honest to you.. I've developed social anxiety.. There is just no way i can apologize to you seeing how.. It's all kind of my fault.. I never wanted to become, this creature writhing in pain. Love is my crime. But yet i don't want you to have this disease. But know that i never exactly hated you. My mind has been thinking like hell about how to get you back.. But I've come to this point, this point where there's no going back.. There's no moving on either.. I have to face this inner demon to be free, To be free of this curse. I've never been so depressed.. A depression is not what I imagined.. I still see pictures, fragments of your face just screaming "kiss me" you fucked me up in a good way. i thought i couldn't exactly show you.. I would just seem to rash. Or harsh... This is just a poem I wrote, it doesn't mean anything to you i know.

Author's Note

Honest Oppinion

Reviews

[Calypso]

Wow. The emotions was so strong in this. I've warmed up to your format.

[Red Brick Keshner]

We sometimes put ourselves in a state wherein we become too rash. Should the person read this, the mere fact of it being read has given justice to the source of its writing. And what it will accomplish thereafter is in the hands of Tomorrow, or that future moment when all will have transpired. Thanks for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime being f**k-up mean we are alive. Life can be a pain in the a*s. Some emotion is better then none. I like the strength in this story. Strong ending to a powerful poem. Can't allow the small things to slow us down. Got to go forward. A excellent short poem.
Coyote

[Drako]

trying a different format i see?

well, anyway, i see the depression has returned. in truth, it doesn't really go away once it starts. it mellows out over time, and eventually you can feel happiness again. but this was a good poem, albeit it a little hard for me to follow the first time through due to format, but that's just me and the fact that my eyes aren't the greatest. in time the desire to win anyone back will leave. some people come into your life for a lifetime, and others for a season. the seasonal people are meant only to teach you something to prepare you for the lifetime people