I forgetA Poem by Whitney McCaulleyWhen feelings don't reciprocaate, there's an unbalance in your mind. You feel as if there should be some sort of confirmation that you two will be together, but there isn't.
It was like the pain in my lungs that never ceased to amaze me
It beat and thumped against my rib cage begging to unlock the barriers and when it seemed that nothing could break down these walls There was a crack A seamless being squeezing through an un-sheltered gap finding a joint and pulling against the muscle, gripping that last nerve that only pushed it further. It was like a pain I'd never forget. The underlying realism of what it was to feel a strong connection and know that never in a million years could that feeling repeat itself It was a pain I could not forget The realization of what it means to be alone And with this pain, I forget, forget about the world outside of who you are.
© 2016 Whitney McCaulleyReviews
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