best left unsaidA Poem by hanzabonanzaI was fine until last night when your sweet face appeared in dream-form like a jolting warning to me the fact I enjoyed far more embracing your spectral shape than the one who left behind golden hairs in my bed scares me I get what I want in some kind of twisted way yes we did spend the night but not in the way I imagined and with the other, not the ecstasy I craved for but something that sinks inside perhaps I want you more because the pursuit has not and will never be fulfilled but with your opposite her walls are already crumbling and I loathe myself for this destructive behaviour hunting like a fevered predator but cold, dead when captured wanting to be alone again perhaps I am jealous of what you have a bond wanting not desire but something deeper seeing the way it consumes you becoming even more beautiful looking at him so earnestly but I can set aside my feelings now learned to swallow unspeakable things so much rather you be happy in love at last than me shattering the friendship we share © 2010 hanzabonanzaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on November 28, 2010 Last Updated on November 28, 2010 AuthorhanzabonanzaUnited KingdomAboutExcitable. Insane. Generally someone you want to avoid. Easily distracted by a cumulus nimbus. more..Writing
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