Why (2002)

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  • melanie23
  • I should be publishing a book of poetry soon.

Poem Commentary

The pressures of life are felt by all, young or old.

Why (2002)

Why is he all I can think about?
Why can't I give my heart fully to the one I am with now?
I feel like I am bound.
Like hundreds of ropes are tieing me down,
And I have no where to go.
I have no one to turn to.
No one to grab my hand.
The feeling of plumiting head first is overwelming,
And I fear how I may land.
The one I am with loves me.
The other I am not sure.
I know one will always be there.
But the other is a risk.
An option with an unknown future.
But I feel as if the choice has been made for me.
Like it wasn't even my decision.
It's as though my life was planned before me,
And i just have to go along with it.
I know who my heart wants.
I know who's touch I yearn for.
But how can I hurt the one who loves me with all of his heart,
Just to see if I am wanted by another?
I don't know if it is wrong,
Wrong to think in such ways.
Everyone says that we are ment to be,
But I just can't see what they see.
My heart wants to be elsewhere.
But how do I defy everyone?
It seems no one cares how I feel.
Doesn't it matter what I want?

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marxred commented on Why (2002)

08-23-2009

Wow! very real!!!! take the risk? take the chance? yes, it always matters what you want? how long have you been writing? very very nice stuff! oh, and thanks for adding me as a friend. dennis

Lunesca commented on Why (2002)

08-23-2009

I really like this poem hun. So sounds like me. My only problem is i take the risk and get hurt every time. My ex was one risk that I knew was going to end bad but i didn't care i took the plunge and he ended up cheating on me. My bad. hun don't take the risk and lose what you know is there and will not hurt you.

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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