Dear Desire
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I want you to touch my lips. I love how you make me feel better when my emotions dip.
A poem about TOXIC relationships with things and people.

Dear Desire

I want you to touch my lips.

I love how you make me feel better when my emotions dip.

I love your scent.

I love how you make me feel content.

Because of the stress you make subside.

I want you deep inside.

Although you are no good for me...

You are poison.

I can't have you anymore.

My inner being is sore.

When you are not here

I'm filled with anxiety and fear.

Insomnia takes a grip.

My sanity begins to rip.

At the seams.

You take away my dreams

Of a long and happy existence.

When I say enough is enough there is no desistence.

Because you are poison.

I see you at the store, every time I am there.

I want you in my hands It's not fair.

You release my woes allow me to not care.

What other things give me such inner peace it's so rare?

You are so warm.

You make me feel great at night through dawn.

But you are poison.

You make it hard for me to breathe.

You make it hard for me to breathe. You make it so difficult for me to make you leave.

I'm worried that my family will too early have me to grieve.

Because you are poison.

Yes, I want you in my hands.

Yes, I want you to touch my lips

Yes, I want you deep inside.

Yet, you are poison.

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