I am Drifting in a sea of sadness
not even drowning leads me to madness,
and you don't know how to comfort me
which reverses my very sanity
---
I hate myself for asking too much from you
but I keep wishing you'd show me your love is true,
And I won't need to beg you to make me feel,
that our love is obviously and actually real.
---
I detest how much I need your affection,
And I cry over your lack of appreciation
Of who I am and what I do and desire for us,
I hope our relationship will not turn to dust.
---
Fear consumes me due to this uncertainty,
if only your love can save me immediately,
and hopefully you will not be too late,
for then tears will stay a part of my fate.
---
Aug. 19 2015
YOU ARE READING
R.I.P. (Radical. Immortal. Poetry.)
PoetryI live and I will die but my words soar high written in skies of paper, allowed me to live forever. - Snippets of my soul in a piece of paper. R.I.P. originally stands for "Rest in peace." Coincidentally, I find that peace upon writing poetry and p...