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.

  • Author: Fewer_true_words (Online 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


  • Adela

    Nice poem. It's well-written.

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