Poem: Often
Often times I contemplate the things that go unseen.
Often times configure my own fantasy’s for dream’s.
So many things I think about but yet there never known.
I’m scared of being hurt so vulnerability is not shown.
Tired of this place and I am tired of these emotion’s.
Affection is my potion just to calm my crazy ocean.
Think about a place where your constantly alone.
Now imagine being me so that alone place become s home.
Often times I wonder why this pain is so damn normal.
Often times why this place is like a curse.
But a blessing in disguise it’s the perfect hot and cold.
Forest full of darkness in my hands, my heart I hold.
Often times I wonder if these words are worth the time.
Often times I wonder why this pain lives in my mind.
often times I wonder if our path’s where meant to find…
each other.
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Author:
Fewer_true_words (
Online)
- Published: August 17th, 2022 10:43
- Comment from author about the poem: This is one of my first poems, and has been one I look back on for a long time. I wanted to share it, I hope someone feels a little relation to this. Honestly this poem is how I look at life. I would know who I know if it wasn't for my past, which brought me to where I am today I wouldn't be me, and I wouldn't know you.
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 12
Comments1
Nice poem. It's well-written.
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