As I close my eyes
The black clouds start taking over
Like a dark mass seeping into my every organ
Hovering over my brain until I drift into somber.
I hate myself in most my dreams
Though you'd probably think in insane,
It's not a choice
Its more of like an ache, or a pain
And somehow when I'm with you
Every ache goes away
Every pain in my chest,
I drift out of somber,
Standing on a cliff at the edge,
Yet instead of falling I'm flying over
My heart forgets to skip,
I'd forgotten how to breathe if I didnt bite my lip, I'm awake now.
-A
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Author:
A.e.m.s (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm turning 16 in a few days, which makes 2 full years on here~ This poem is about a boy i kissed. I've never kissed before.
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Comments3
Fly high A, you will be fine in the wonderful future that will be your life.
Oohhh, you might be in love then! Feeling all dreamy, etc.
What would I know? lol. I seem to swoon at the least 'hot' poem - heehee.
You are totally at the right mind. Well penned.
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