Dear Blomma

Carmine

Behind my blindfolded

bandage

is

still wounds that

can't be healed,

you know that

I have much to say

but keep it to myself,

there is much to say

between the moment

when I run away to the corner

spending my time in the silence.

 

But even tho the silence have kept me

safe

I still feel something inside that is aching,

that my heart is aching,

you might say is because i don't

sleep

or

drink the poison that i call Monster,

but don't worry is not any of those

is not anything at all

is just my heart aching for you,

wishing that you were here

to hear my words

behind the bandage

behind my eyes

in

my mind.

 

I know that you are willing to listen to me

but what can I do if the words don't reach out

and leave a vibration to come out of me,

even tho I wanna scream and shout the words out,

but what can I do other then wait for you.

 

No matter the distance 

I will find my peace

by your side

even if it takes me years

to find my way to you

where i said

''my home is your home''

''and''

''your home is my home''

''because you make me happy and safe''

even if you say ''Is gonna be alright''

I still wish i could see you next to me

having your arms around me,

saying the words I love you

like the words you say

''You are stuck with me''

and I'll answer

''Yeah I know''

like I usually do.

 

Even if my life has been cruel

to keep this thoughts

deep in me

you can still tell

that I have something to say

that I have something to scream out

just like the words ''I love you''

and

that I'll always be by your side.

 

My Blomma,

my flower,

for every year that goes

I just wish that I can find a moment

to grow up next to you

where I belong

but for the moment

I'll send you words and meanings

to tell you how much I care

and
love you.

 

For now I'll be in my Isolation,

spending my time in my room,

until our next call where I can say

''I will always love you''

''I'll always watch over you''

''and''

''I'll always stay here where I belong''

''from you dearest K4''

  • Author: Sunflower of Yesterday (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2018 12:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: The art that you are seeing is made from my girlfriend and it is mostly because of her art I decided to write a poem today. It is also my way of talking when I have words that just can't go out of my mind, soul and lungs. But I do hope some of you have enjoyed this poem as well as i enjoyed to write it.
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