what has she done to me every other thought is of she and she and me and me falling deeper and deeper into this sea of emotion did I mention I haven't learned how to swim without my flippers yet without them I feel like I'm drowning It's even worse when I'm out of the pool ...I had thought about that sitting alone on a wobbly stool must've been broken at least twenty times before but I think it's consoled a hundred heavy-hearted souls before I decided to rest my troubled head at the far edge of the bar I sat there only thinking thoughts of her... like the park where we sat and laughed about almost everything and didnt crack a single joke I'm still wondering what was funny and I thought about how much I think about her and when I do and more important why I do why is she my first thought when I rise and the last when I close my eyes and why do I write about her everytime I pick up my pen maybe my notebook looks too empty without her in it it sends me to places in my head I never knew were there this place has become heavy and when I looked into my cup at the far edge of the bar I started to see a reflection that was almost me but not... she hasn't made me not myself I think she's shown me the me I wanna be ...which is she I think that's why I drown myself with her most...
Reason for writing:
i'm was wondering reading the last few lines in that one and wondered if that conveyed conceit in anyway. i dunno but yah again its about me being tangled. so yah im not sure if im totally happy with this one yet. so dont be surprised if you see it a bit different if you read it again lol anyway im ramblin now...hmm this may be my longest explanation/reason without really giving one ok i callin this a wrap lol..-------> J James
Birth sign: Pisces
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