Your patterns are as obvious as the looks on your faces
I doubt you as much as you doubt yourself and if you know anything about yourself then you know that's a lot
The negativity is as honest as the day I met you which is as clear to me now as it was then
Faded
Into lust of a simplicity that I no longer have the luxury of overlooking you're here
right in
front
of me
And I can't seem to try and turn back or turn around without bumping into another reason why I owe to more than myself to try and look past you and into myself and into what matters because you are a whole MESS that i never had intentions of cleaning up
I tell you things
little things about myself because I figure since you are around me I want to be able to say I gave him the CHANCE to get to know me
I say little things and then you quickly make me feel like I shouldn't have said anything at all
I wish I could leave you alone so we don't do anything
At All
Not talk
Not lie to each other and then false smile like it's over and walk past each other with a million things clashing at the same time that being in the same room as you make me feel like I'm suffocating
Then I remember
There is something greater than you and greater than me that needs us to try and make something work
Then I remember when two people in my life didn't even try to make something work
And maybe that's my fault for wanting better
For wanting us to BE BETTER
maybe that's my downfall
but as I'm falling down
All I'm hoping is that she's being lifted up
and then it's Okay
About the Creator
K. Waterss
Poetry has been my life for as long as I can remember. It's the only other thing besides my daughter that makes sense to me most days.
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