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It's there.

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It's there

There's a lingering feeling in the air
It's making me and you dare
I wonder if it makes you care

I wonder if you ever think about me
Am I something you can ever see
Or am I just another annoying flea?

These thoughts run through my head
And I cringe at all the things I ever said
I wonder if it left you seeing red.

But that would mean I touched your emotions
Do you wonder if I'm drowning in your ocean
I wonder if I should start a commotion

I wonder if that would make you glance
Or will it possibly enhance
our chance of romance.

But I'm not on the same level as you.
But I could be up there too
I wonder if that's true.

Because I live in a world of sin
And I hide behind a fake grin
Do you ever wonder what's really within?

Can you look past a life that I've scorn?
Can you look past a heart that's been torn?
Do you even wonder why I look at animated porn?

Can you love someone who was never real?
Can you accept what I even feel?
Do you ever wonder about scars that can't heal?

Have you ever had a sleepless night
Thinking about what's wrong and right?
Do you wonder about theses things Ms. Wright?

Do you know where this poem is heading?
Are you comfortable sleeping in your bedding
Do you wonder about your future wedding

Do you think life is fair?
Do you think I truly care?
Because I believe love is there.
It was slightly inspired by these two songs.
youtu.be/uAOR6ib95kQ
youtu.be/4IUjtHf76wM
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ginqueeen's avatar
Commenting every line because I read each line as a whole at first:
A lingering feeling that I might fall through the thinness
Dares may as well hide our weaknesses
See above here I care for you
I really do think of you
You express your existence with a different definition of reality
I would love to crush you and splatter your guts if you were a flea
These and other thoughts run there too, sometimes they sit like stones
I cringe with a hint of shivers
And I'd hope then you'd let your emotions out
Give me the satisfaction of having got to you
I wonder too :/
Just like I have every single month
It did make him glance
Did nothing to enhance
Our foolish fleeting romance
He acted beneath or above, it always felt wrong
Could you feel the distance?
Bet you knew
Live in a world of wrong and right
Its fake charade has become my delight
I cant grasp what is meant to be
I hope you can see you can smile
I tried to understand you for a while
The past can tear beyond repair
Too many now, adulthood seems like something to scorn
Choosing the wrong from the right
Who? When? Where Ms. Wright?
I m not sure, but beneath the blankets maybe
Oh no, I m too stiff and cold and it tries to stifle me with its warmth and comfort
I wonder if I should even bother
It tries
Probably
Optimistic?