Blind

Don't get me wrong, I know I'm not a stalker

But with how often I find myself idling in common grounds

it's hard not to question.

I find myself hoping to find you.

But then I find they were only common as I chose them.

Hoping to find you where you would not go...

a silly enterprise.

But it's hard not to hope.

So I live,

just hoping.


Is there a line between obsession and love?

Perhaps, but of all I know I am not capable of

things others seem to be.

I can't turn off what burns inside

and hide the lights that guide and blind me.

I will never not hurt.

Not because of you, but because of this nature.

I feel too much. I stare at light.

So I live,

just hoping...


though darkness won't contrast in night

I will find you blind,

without my sight.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Is there a line between obsession and love?"
Many dangerous people. Woman and men can be just as scary in the want of obsession. Big different between love and obsession. Love take time. Obsession is greed. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[RFDIII]

And which would you say this poem is about, Coyote? Love or obsession?

[Matching Socks]

This gave me a shiver.
It reminds me of someone...
Great write, very moving.

[Frieda P]

The obsession and longing is palpable in this read, you flipped a new switch in which to see it...excellent!