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Your Midnight Love
04:05 Jun 18 2020
Times Read: 597

Those velvety, brown eyes
have seemed to have placed
a spell upon me.

I toss and I turn,
unable to rest.
The protruding visions of
you have seem to lit a fire
deep within my chest.

I yearn for your delicate touch
and consoling passion,
but I should know wiser.

For you it was only
a brief exchange,
however, to me,
it has left a burning mark.

I can still feel my feeble
fingers intertwined with
your tangled, curly tresses.

I can still feel your hot
breath as you kissed me.

For a split moment I had
believed you loved me.

I knew better.
I was your brief escape.
I was your midnight love.

It breaks my heart when
you seem to forget about
me during the day.

I wish you could see how
deeply I care for you.
I would treat you as
my king.

Please, acknowledge
my passion.
I do not want to be
your second best.

I dream to hear you
say my name and profess
your undying love to me.

For I love you more
than you know.
I can only pray that
you return my passion.

Please, don't let me be
your midnight love.
I want to be able to
call you mine.

Please...let me be
your own.

COMMENTS

DarkestTemptation
04:30 Jun 18 2020

Bravo very nicely written too it’s beautiful piece indeed.

mortuousDesires
04:46 Jun 18 2020

Thank you, so much. It truly means a lot to hear those sweet words.

Fizbop
03:12 Oct 22 2020

I've had that before.

The Trees
19:21 Jun 03 2020
Times Read: 641

How much longer?
How much longer must I
rot in my despair.
The loneliness is crippling me.
I trudge endlessly,
nothing but the trees.
They taunt me.
Staring, laughing at my
pitiful state.

It's killing me.
This world is killing me.
I bite my fingers as I
keel over myself,
the paranoia gnawing at my insides.
I can hear their voices.
The trees...they are trying to
suffocate me.

Oh god, I plea.
My god, I beg.
Please save me from my anguish.
Take me out of my misery.
The trees wont stop staring at me,
and I fear that I'm loosing my mind.
I'm going insane.
Outstretch your glorious hands
and haul me into the bottomless
trenches of eternal solitude.

I can no longer take the silence.

COMMENTS

mortuousDesires
19:23 Jun 03 2020

Just a quick Note:
I don't want to come off as a hopelessly depressed girl that can't stand being alive. I would like to clarify that I am actually pretty content with life and I'm pretty happy for the most part. I mainly just write this kind of poetry late at night when I am deeply in though and begin to reflect on everything.

Neinmortlan
07:03 Jun 06 2020

no need to explain yourself... this is just outstanding

u write really well

Fizbop
03:13 Oct 22 2020

Well all go through our own tough times. I just had a breakdown myself, and trying to recover from that.

A Pitiful Fate
17:24 Jun 01 2020
Times Read: 681

My inner anguish
has led me to pure
a g o n y.

I no longer feel
as though I am
h u m a n.

The Unending
numbness has
c o n s u m e d m e
e n t i r e l y.

I have fallen to
a pitiful fate
in which
i h a v e c e a s e d
t o e x i s t.