Days I walk around, with nothing in my mind Except what has been left behind, of a taunting, haunting dream. He is dark, but is light And he begs me not to fight And tells me that things are not as bad as they seem. But he really doesnt know That I've got love that I can't show So I lay, motionless, and close my eyes. And he's screaming through his smile And I'm thinking all the while, That I love him as I rise. But I never said that when asleep, And when awake it goes too deep That I pass by him and shudder. And he's unaware that I exist And that I dream of the taste of his kiss, And that I pray he takes me under.
Reason for writing:
this isnt a very good poem, but writing it was interesting. im a very
big daydreamer and i get these really painful crushes on people to the point
where i cant even speak to them, so i usually resort to fantasy and poetry.
Birth sign: Pisces
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