second poem

WANNA LET YOU GO

 

 

Holding on

Seems the only right thing

With you, not letting go

Turns out to be a sick joke

One that should make me laugh

Smack myself for being a fool that I’m not

But, no

Doing just that, is nothing but wishful thinking

Only hoping I can, someday

Grasping at the bare strands of a wish

Is the best I can do

Pray upon a wishing star that my eyes cannot see

To wake up to a day I can finally free me of you

That the warmth of your hand on my bare skin

Is something that I do not want more of

Indulging upon the pleasure that is only you

Does not make me feel loved, instead its just the tequila working

Pining for something I’m not entitled to

Is too much to bear

For a soul whom her heart is fragile

Too fragile to be shattered time and time again

No matter how much of you to forget

I’ll do anything

For the incessant beating of my heart to keep on its pace

I’m not a volunteer of this love

As it is what we call it; unrequited

Enough is enough

With time running out

Can someone save me from this slow death?

Though I know it would hurt like hell to get out alive

This is my destiny

To not be able to love you

Someone else has to do it

Remember me with my last goodbye

For I am doing you a favor

This is what you have been wanting all this while

To be rid of me

Good riddance to her, I can already hear you say

You jumping and cheering with a bottle of beer in hand

Not for the victory of your favorite football team, but for me

The one girl whom you know you ain’t gonna love

Remember me as that girl is all I ask

 

kinda first poem

before i start with my first poetry post, i gotta say this: i’m a sucker for all things poetry

for some reason that i don’t know what it is, i’m just not cut out for this particular form of literature

my heart yearns to write poems, but yet all i can do is just envy my sis writing poems

but now, anything goes because i just had to get my thoughts and feelings down on a piece of paper

too much had happened lately in college and if i don’t get on with this, i’m SO gonna break

LOVE IS DEEPER THAN LUST

Was a willing victim of lust

That soon became my love for you

Thought that getting myself in the game

Would not hurt

Always thought I could handle

Hiding what little hurt I had felt at times

Behind a shield of skin and bones

A pinch of hurt grew to a handful

Now I realized, no longer can I take it

My logic wants a break from you

But my heart would never agree

Letting you go

Like taking out a big chunk of my very self

I’ d say, is near impossible

It’s Love… by ~nanami-yuki