"its been a while" and now i hate looking back on the action and reactions the cuase and my affects in the present maybe it was vain to think my dalusions even existed in your world as some say everything was abitrary i guess its ok to feel stupid now pressing for something so obviosly impossible a euphoria you could have never fathomed only for me i now see my perfect dream of our devine existance fell short of anything you ever wanted "i hope you're choking" no i don't but can you blame me for being bitter? well? so i was the fuck up in the corner you never considered that corner cursed frequently thew your words towards me so i stuck around after the allotted time period expired i still day dream about my perfect ending in your castle... feellings of self disgust now saturate my every action that personal exersion now huants me like a bad trip on acid flash backs...of you...piontless pursuits... its been what? two years now since i became addicted to you? waitting for an end to withdrawel from something i never tasted dalusional withdrawel? as many times as i wanted to...attempted too...needed too.. i could never shed a tear for you... why not? your existance meant more to me than anyone or any thing any one could drop dead fuck'em as long as you were still around they say tears come from pain maybe no tears means there was really no pain? fuck frued you still appear to me with every covetous anthem
Reason for writing:
two years later...still dwelling
Birth sign: Pisces
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