Untitled I

writtings from my old notebook.

could you break this hold that holds,

hampers,

and saddens me to love you

undue this bond that binds this unconquerable two

cut this tie that ties me here-

trapped

a roach in a one way Inn

i’m sure this is not the way my life’s supposed to end

up.

no way down

simply back around

that corner that leads to you.

oh, how I wish these words were untrue…

 

Reviews

Very emotional poem. I can sympathize. You hate to have to need the things you can't have but can't live without.

[Z.Silas]

how sad, I understand this kind of pain all to well.