Belong

LynnBlackwell

I am so quick to give my all 

to one person that I lose sight of myself.

I twist lust into love

and want into caring until the only thing 

I am left with is a broken heart,

and a fucked up head.

 

I crave the touch of another person 

like an addict craves their next hit.

I feign for the security that their arms bring me

because it lets me know I am somewhere I belong.

 

And that is the only thing I have ever wanted.... is to belong.

 

  • Author: LynnBlackwell (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2018 14:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: I am having major writer\\\'s block :/ so if anyone would like to Collab or just pitch ideas let me know!!!!
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 20
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