Author: RadioHasNoFuture PM
A free-verse I wrote.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 96 - Published: 11-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3078669
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Warm water waiting,
a sea of emotion eagerly teeming with elation.
My heart bends with the winds of destruction, while my soul mends it again.
This feeling is a plague,
only the best of us know it.
My stomach feels like a drum,
and they are my drummer.
This isn't love, not even close.
What I describe is much worse, infatuation... obsession.
You put yourself out there, only to be knocked back down again.
Get up and get back on the horse they say,
but with a face full of dirt you aren't convinced they understand.