It just crept up on me
This feeling inside
Just looking at you
I cannot abide
Every little thing
Began to really grate
Something I once loved
Is now a thing to hate
Your face was once
A thing, I so cherished
Now when you touch me
I want to perish
The feeling is strong
I can't pretend no more
I want to leave the room
Then bolt lock the door
I can't look at you
Without feeling sin
Nor can I explain
Where would I begin?
©Kim Brown 4th December 2012
Your feedback helps misslittleDHP understand what's working
Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
Like the beauty of a candle flicker Yet to the touch it would burn Like the smell of the red rose But to hold too tight would cut One day I am in the white world The next I'm in the black With you...
Here she come. The woman of my dreams. Of my nightmares. She looks at me. With my heart in her hand. Her painted nails of blood red. Cutting in to my beating soul. A smile of the devil him self.
See, look, feel, touch. Broken & just not enough. Wound up & I hate to love, Your fumes are a drug. Push me out of your way, You've got cards to play.
So tell me about that girl, Who asked you, Who flirted, Who undressed you, Who did what I'm not Allowed to. Who fucked you; She fucked me too, When she took The one thing That means anything.
I'm quietly going insane. As your words twist. Through my tangled hair,. Caress my neck with. Careless breath, with promises. So fit to break, I'm fit for. Nothing but to be held.
I know what it's like to love someone who's heart is all but dead. Who's words wash over you, exposing every cut your shitty life has made. Who's eyes scream but who's mouth barely whispers.
I hate the way you look at me. Tired and full of hate. I hate what I did to you. Some would call this fate. I hate what I have become. A monster by any name. I hate the way I feel.
And if I were to ever let you go, my life would be at peace. Ha. A funny thought darling. What would I do without a bloody chin. I would probably see through a clear lens, Instead of this blue shade.
@sammielee46 @leelee101 @sjw @crowncottage @smellyfingers ...I'd be lying if hubby didn't make me feel like this but only sometimes...when he chews gum and eats crisps VERY LOUDLY...lol....other than that a fictional piece my sweets 😂😂😂😂😂😂
@OfMonstersAndMen @HeatherAnne @minxyMolly @sammielee46 @leelee101 @sjw @crowncottage @smellyfingers ...I appreciate all those much appreciated RP's my sweets 🍸❤💝🍸💋💋
Want to join the conversation? Sign in to leave a comment.