Lemon Seeds | A Collection Of Poetry

a strange forest**

I'm lent over my bed,

Staring at the forest- now upside down, growing from my head,

The rain is tapping at the windows, dancing on the roof

Soon I'm sitting alone in a tub

thinking about people falling in love.

And I wonder why we choose to do just that

Falling down the stairs hurts

Falling in general isn't pleasant- so why become a 'we'

All I know is that I want to be free.

I don't ever want my wings clipped at the hands of some one else

I never want to be the one that melts.

Chemical signals make up all sorts of loves

And I don't want to be addicted, surrounded by doves

I wish to be alone, let my happiness wax, and wane

Even in the pain

Because,if love were visible,

It'd be falling like rain.

But I've brought an umbrella, and I won't be dancing, or spinning a cane.

This is a bit of a mess, but I'll fix it someday. Peace out, dudes.