Something More

Something More

 

We're not okay, but it's safe to say we will be

Just need something to deprive us of this stale reality

I'm out of words and I'm exhausted of being me

I just need a scapegoat from this harsh instability

 

We speak. But never actually hear the complexities of this

We are. But never really exist

Is this subtle irony?

A cog in the lifeless machine of you and me?

 

There's no love and/or hate

In this drug induced reverie state

Scripted kisses filled with butterflies

Inhaling "I love you's" laced with captivating lies

 

Darling, it's the only romance I know

And through my touch it clearly shows

I can pick you apart, but can't swallow you whole

Are you shallow enough for me to bury my soul?

 

Lying side by side, but live in such distant worlds

Eyes made of marbles and in-pearled

As perception exits my lungs

Words are lost and die on my tongue

 

This distance is making me sick

Pretending we're so copacetic

Yet sticking to such simplistic bliss

When I know we can be more than this

 

But what if this is all I'am?

Just comfort for when the lights dim

Warmth for when the nights are cold

Oh how this insipid dance is getting old

 

This distance is making me ill!

Oh how I yearn for something real

Even arbitrary conversation

Would spark my passion and inspiration

 

But then your clothes comes off

And my worries disappear with a scoff

Because maybe this isn't right

But I need something more than words to love tonight

Reviews

[Color of the Iris]

Strong poem. I loved it. Your writing is as awe-spiring as I remember it. Keep on writing! Your talent impresses me! :)

~ Iris ~

[Nwanna Onyeka Benedict]

Nice poem. Keep on the good work.