I’m trapped in a maze
I should have followed my own path
I should have cherished my own worth
I should have stayed in my own lane
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I wish I had never fallen in love
Love is a rose, they say,
I’ve only felt its thorns
I’ve only bled on its petals
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I’m weary of this journey
I shut my heart with a slam
I flee from any affection
I bury my emotions deep
So no one can ever read me
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I crave to be alone
I long to love myself
For only when I fill my heart
Can I receive love from someone else
Until then, I’ll dwell in solitude.
About the Creator
Glory Alaba
Seeing that there are many people out there who can’t fully express or understand their emotions, it gives me peace to pen down words that many can relate to.
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I wish I had never fallen in love Love is a rose, they say, I’ve only felt its thorns I’ve only bled on its petals This stanza hit me so hard as it resonated so deeply with me. Your poem was so relatable and poignant! I loved it!