Loving Strangers

When it comes to words, I work wonders;

until wonders fall on you.

Then my script splits as a serpents tongue

past speech, I not know what to do.

So I drown myself in the slimiest grey

hoping some genius will fall through.

But in all my mess, I still confess

my weakening is you.

Its sick and twisted, rotten and cold

addicted to someone I never knew.

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"So I drown myself in the slimiest grey
hoping some genius will fall through.
But in all my mess, I still confess
my weakening is you."

I can so relate to this piece. Wanting someone yet fearing the inevitable. Loving someone and realizing they're the cause of your weakness..

I liked the sentiments in this. Nicely penned 👍

[Courtney M Watson]

I appreciate your feedback!
I have a habit of personifying words. It probably should be "someone" vs "a someone" Thank you!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome! It was a pleasure reading 😊

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand this poem. Love we cannot have. Leave us with regret.
"Its sick and twisted, rotten and cold
addicted to someone I never knew."
I liked the above lines. You made the reader understand the place and need. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote