Not Your Dream

The poem that inspired "The Possession You Call Love". Once hidden in a journal, now it's here.

I used to think the moment you first saw me was the greatest moment of your life 

but I know now how wrong I was.

I tried so hard to be who you wanted me to be 

but every step along that road was like a dagger in my heart.

I can't love you, and love myself at the same time.

I spent so long trying to win your love

but with every impossible standard met 

you gave me ten more to somehow follow.

I tried to do the impossible for you.

If you asked me to fly I would try and try even if I knew I couldn't do it

hoping my efforts would be enough

but it never is for you.

I am tired of killing who I am trying to please you.

I may not be your dream

but I won't let you ruin mine by crushing my soul

through the possession you call love.

I wish I didn't have to run from you

but staying would mean the death of who I am.

Author's Note

Feedback welcome, though fair warning this is a page of ramblings from a year or so ago.

Reviews

[Norah]

I really enjoyed the journey in your words. Perfect ending to the amazing poetry though!