If you had a twin
I would choose you
Go to war to prove my worthiness
Like "pew pew"
Doing the exact opposite
Of what he would do
While cherishing you more than that plant
In "Horton Hears a Who"
I'm a bit reckless and over dramatic
In fact on lonely nights I become more frantic
Developing traits of a love addict
Your lips are dripping with wine
And I'm aching to taking a sip
My ideology motivates me
To fill you with happiness and glee
Can you not see?
That I've been suffering
For seemingly an eternity
And now I'm broadcasting
My vulnerability
There is a thrill within me
Far more powerful than lust and envy
It is said "A lonely soul can't help, but dream"
That's why I continue to chase you
Even though you say that you're out of my league
YOU ARE READING
Forest (Wattys2016)
PoetryMy life is like walking on tightropes Over sweltering volcanoes With no safety nets...
