Used
Used
Deonna E. Chatham: Levitical_Lioness116
April 19,2023
I used to think the world of you
I saw the galaxy in your eyes
And in your thoughts I could discover myself
I had questions about your mysteries
And I was down to solve every piece that led me to discover you
No I believed in you
Until I started feeling like scum
I couldn't wash it off in the shower
Or soak away in the suds of something stronger than the feeling you used to leave on my subconscious
I used to feel like I was suffocating
When you used to leave me
I couldn't breathe
And I thought that I would die
If you wasn't close enough
I was addicted to you in every form
I used to crave for you
Like Stranger Things
But you was forbidden fruit
On the tree of good and evil
But I still had to have you
But my moral compass wouldn't settle
I couldn't CNN
Cause you were my breaking news
The breaking point of my crazy
I was spinning off my axis
Trying to find my strength and the high ground within myself
But every time your eyes was on me
My insides were raging oceans
Storms churning and changes beyond my control
I couldn't trust me around you
I couldn't trust you around me
You kept making me feel butterflies in my stomach
You had love seeping into my thoughts
And I had to move fast
Make a dash to the nearest exit
I couldn't see my thoughts anymore
I was too caught up in you
Too busy trying to read my feelings
I was all on my nomadic behavior
Roaming without a real problem
Just experimental decisions for fun
I was running tight and on point
Until I ran into the override
My systems were overloaded
And now I'm looking for myself in the daytime and in the darkness
I been searching high and low
But I keep running back to lost and found
Comfort Zones
And trauma units
Just to operate on my own heart
Open surgery
Trying to fix this one issue
My mind is stuck on a foggy forecast
Cause I can't seem to move
Superglue and glitter
A glimpse of the greatest fall off
My cup is half full
But yet I still feel empty
I'm still trying to find my own language
My own voice without the spirals
Without the fighting for power and pleasure
I just need my own power plays
My own thing
Free from power shifts in your eyes
Cause I lost my priceless possessions
When I threw everything to the wind
And now this is the nightmare that I keep reliving
Always drowning in your eyes
Walking through your world
Trying to find the door to myself
👁 4💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.