Description: This is about who I fall in love with. I always fall in love with people who it is never possible to have a relationship with, so I just fall into a fantasy world where I can be with them, and where the world can't tell me it is wrong.
I'm having a real block for good titles...
The Beginning Is The End -------------------------------------------
Every attraction
Appears to be a controversy
Another self-debate
Regarding whether it is wrong.
Every time I open my heart
The possibilities end
right at the beginning.
I still succomb to my fantasy world
Where possibility has the potential to arise
Where I can't be let down
By my mind's irregularities.
Maybe that feeling of something missing inside is you feeling what the writer is feeling, Raksha? Does that make sense anyone? Anyways, the poem was...good. But the description you gave sort of gave everything away. It sorta would've been cool for us readers to try and inter[ret it our own ways but, nonetheless, it was a good poem. Aken Sol
i love the fantasy world thing...i seem to constantly live in mine..i wish icould feel love again but it hurts so much...why do we always want what we cant have and turn away from that which is right in front of our faces?