when we sleep. -------------------------------------------
When we sleep
you always need to hold me close
well last night I couldn't take it
I felt the anger just bubble up
I thought that this was love
but if it was
would I hate it so much?
How do I explain it do you
when you crave my every touch
when I say your crowding me
you just laugh it off
when will it finally go through your head
this isn't love anymore.
At first it was bliss
and now im just cold
it's not what I wanted
but i've already
dug myself to far into this
to back out.
With every word I say
you see me in a different light
you don't see wrong from right
its all the same
and im becoming insane.
I need to run away
and never come back
I need to throw shit away
to learn what it takes
to feel love in a different embrace.
How can I show you
when your already afraid
I know that i'll ruin this
but I can't stop the pain.
It's starting to rain now
the pain is all I have
the tears are hot
while I am cold
how far do I need to go
to see the light?
if i may explain as to why people do this, its because they want to hold on to the one thing they know they'll never have forever. the thing that they love most, but know deep inside, that they'll screww up eventually. as for this person in the post, they were too blind to realize it.
i feel pity for them, and yet, i wonder how they could never see the signs.
its extremly good!!
i like it, it really opens the eyes of those that do this to the one they love. it made me realize what i did wrong in the past. one of the things i like about it is the hatred, you can almost feel it engulf the soul and fill it with the guilt of doing such acts. another thing i like is the fact it points out: there always must be a flaw in all relationships.
this poem is emotionally impacting while still remaining intriguing. i like it a lot because it's written about a different angle of love and relationships than most people usually write about. it's always a scary feeling when you realize you may not love someone you gave your all to and your priorities may be mixed up. that's what it seemed like you were writing about. correct me if i'm wrong.
anyway, i loved this. it's excellent.
Submission Name: when we sleep.
