October 28, 2008
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-ING (A Suffix)… The Third One
Another installment of poe-tree…
-ING (A suffix)
I am existing
without you I’m just living
like the sands in the hourglass sifting
from one corner to another trickling
back and forth every time flipping
my emotions like a trapeze artist dangling
between don’t want to be alone and alone fearing
the ability to love again fleeting
is the thought of being loved drifting
like the idea of you completing
me disliking you because my lips wont form to say I hate you
unfitting when I don’t, I just am
venting because I wish I could be unrelenting
but its not me, I’m too forgiving
when it comes to you, you are addicting
like a drug I began injecting
you into my body and now I’m a fiend needing
you so badly it hurts wanting
your love neglecting
me so I’m alone, you were one half and I was depending
on our unity to make it… I am believing
that it’s all a fallacy and that I’m not just waiting
on a love that is incapable of truly being
what it was, but you and I are changing
into strangers and we’re no longer trickling
from one corner to another sifting
like the sands in the hourglass living
without you I’m just existing.
© 2/7/04 ISLYmore
Comments (4)
(snaps) this is tight
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I’m noticing a pattern in the ones you’ve been posting. Were all these about the same person?
It’s good nonetheless. I particularly like the lines on how they were like a drug. When things are good, that’s a great feeling…but when they’re not…dang it’s painful……
@dafeelingsinside - interesting you would say that… actually they likely were about the same person or the same feelings… can’t say which is which anymore.
there nothing more i can add that the gentlemen above didn;t say I concure with them. (SNAPS)