i give up
What i feel is distracting, what i feel is real, you poured out unknown particles to my compatible being, which i will never let spill, but maybe this is an illusion, maybe my vision is clouded in lust, the things i would do to you, only makes sexual pleasures drenched in the handcuffs of where your atmosphere is only mine because i am not one who shares, no!!! what i feel is real, much more than i can understand, which i let the aspects of my mind trust, i think i love you a little more than enough, falling in love with my fears because love is a curse and it hurts to know your my significant other and that love can never be, therefore i give up and let god arrange the blasphemy, unknown feelings all in regards of you but there lies a someone else in your life with whom i refuse to compete with or stress, so therefore i give up and I'm locking away the language of love that shattered your grounds until there is no speech, I can't love you anymore, intense tones are now only left to be speechless, liking you was experience and something to never forget but I'm torn in jealous therapy, as long as your accompanied by that one who you love and reflects luck, i have every obligation to say that i forever give up :(To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
datrealchick3’s Poems (4)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| your harvest | 0 | 10/23/2009 |
| i give up | 0 | 10/23/2009 |
| Now that i'm falling | 0 | 10/31/2009 |
| With shorty girl by my side | 0 | 11/03/2009 |
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