Its

Its

A Poem by Rante_Anglin

if i took you round the world 

would you still think i am square

if  i sed this was a mistake 

would you call me unfair

for misunderstanding emotions

taking them in the wrong way.

i ask myself do i love you, 

yes is the answer, till this day.

but inside its no, my head is calling the shots

head:ignore your heart, she connects the dots.

my heart is telling me no, she doesnt fill the void. 

heart: with her soul, you have toyed. 

it tears me up to think, that i am anchored down

the thought of “couple” turns a frown.

upon my face, but equally too, i happy as can be 

just with you. 

killing me softly, oh as if

a slow painful death, oh i wish.

its a constant torment, of the mind,

there is no antidote, that i can find.

the only monster that i can see, is the one within, in my head, its me.

© 2012 Rante_Anglin


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Added on August 23, 2012
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Rante_Anglin
Rante_Anglin

london, Croydon, United Kingdom



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A Poem by Rante_Anglin