And I want you to hold me
Suffocate my hurt
Kiss me at my worst
Give me a home a place to go
Set a place for me at your table
Without your grasp I feel unstable
Scratch my cheeks soft and slow
Gnaw through my skin
Let your teeth sink in
I'll be good for you
Just be good for me
Give me guarantee
Please, I beg, please
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Author:
Neil.E (
Online) - Published: June 22nd, 2024 14:59
- Comment from author about the poem: I have been so desperate for "someone special" from a very early age. I didn't understand, why I felt so awful sleeping alone, even after what happened to me in her bed. I recently learned it's not love, it's limerence, a desperate obsessive kind of love, it scares me. And then when I did find someone who could have been good for me, I freaked out and was genuinely convinced that he was a bad person who was inevitably going to hurt me. I'm avoiding "love" altogether until I can heal from limerence. I've hurt a lot of people and messed up a lot of good friendships because of it, it haunts me at night. I hate that desperation drove me crazy, but worse I chose to follow it into insanity.
- Category: Love
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