Mental TattoosA Poem by sinNsincerityI woke up, but I didn’t see you ‘till I day dreamed. So I went to bed to only find out that you have left me. Good grief, but I won’t find anyone grieving for me. What a loss, but the time well spent was well worth the cost. I would love to say that you are the one I have forgotten, but truly you are the reason for believing my heart will remain rotten. My soul still remains white as cotton, but that won’t stop the picking of my thoughts which are plotting. I think way too much and that’s my cancer. Why such? Such not that I’m needing answers, but just a moment of her time just so that I can be familiar with her unknown. There’s no use for a clone because she is way too real. And if we must remain separate, I’ll go ahead and assume that it was too soon while I enjoy this Blue Moon. I need some space from me because all I can think of is her face and the grab of her waist. I find myself writing about her even though she told me not to waste my imagination on her, but it’s hard not to when all that remains are mental tattoos. © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured Review
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