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Anguish


renaissancewoman101

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What I want,

Is what I cannot have.

A desire that haunts me, fills my days, is everpresent.

Following me through school, occupying my thoughts.

Eating away at me. Tugging at me.

Filling my heart with dread and anger.

Self-reproach. Self-recrimination.

 

Dreams unspoken.

Dreams shattered.

Dreams never to be realized.

 

What I want is you.

You behind the glass wall.

One I can see, but cannot feel, touch or smell.

One that torments me in my dreams and thoughts.

Yet I see, but not touch.

 

Waking in a sweat.

Anger fills me.

Why oh why,

does life deny me?

 

this is my first attempt in a LONG time at poetry.

Amaturish at its best

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