A Poem That Does Not Rhyme

Sometimes you just want to cry without having anyone ask you what's wrong.
You just want to go into your room, lock the door, and cry.
But how can you when you're constantly in a crowded place?
A place filled with people who have no idea who you are.
A place filled with people who don't understand you.
A place where you call home.
A place where you have never been more alone.

Sweet Melancholy

Sweet Melancholy

I thought to begin with a question,
But forget it, I'll just get it on.
I can't help but to feel neglected,
Or maybe it's all in my head.
May I get some attention?
Please ease this tension.
I don't ask for much,
But you should know to do as such.
It's hard to tell -
Are we doing well?
Oh my sweet melancholy,
I don't feel like a priority.
The days go by so fast,
But I seem to be living in the past.
I can't grab a hold of you today.
It's as though I'm sharing you in some way.
I refuse to relay.
I'm sick of this replay!
Let me know whether you're all mine.
I just simply request your time.

Promise Me

Promise Me

It's curious how we fall in love.
Is it fate, choice, or a forceful shove?
Is it a feeling, decision, or experience?
It causes some to lose grip of common sense.
Can we return, overcome, or even exchange it
When it turns bitter like a fluttery pit?
To wonder the direction, position, or future -
Are we insecure, immature, or just unsure?
What will we become?
The bitter thoughts are making me numb.
I miss the exploding feeling of being zealous.
I won't waste my time being jealous.
I miss us.
I want trust.
We can't be just
Distant friends, buddies, or pals.
I want you for myself, forever between my hands.
Save me from a bitter being.
Promise that you'll wait for me.

Disillusionment

Disillusionment

Time is your enemy or is it space?
There's no need to rush. It's not a race!
I question my position
What is the direction?
A lifetime of happiness is never guaranteed.
Tarry a while and cut your speed.
You say you want this more than anything else,
But it seems you're just saving self.
I've been waiting for feelings to be returned,
I guess I just have to wait my turn.
Unrequited emotions are my enemies,
I need a reason by any means.
Seems you're the one who is unsure,
Or maybe you are simply insecure.

Seeking Face (Value)

Seeking Face

To dream or to wish?
To hunt or to fish?
A spontaneous moment
Or constantly planing ahead?
Riddles, guesses
Tests and quizzes -
Whether to fly, run or leap?
Or to crawl, hide or creep?
Decisions are to be made.
I can't leave things up to fate.
For you, I'm afraid to fall,
But this is what I want most of all.
Please understand my wait.
We have time. It's not too late.

SWALLOWING STONES

SWALLOWING STONES

I never knew such feelings could exist
Wanting you close at a time as this.
Still I push you away, I must admit.
Not intentionally,
Yet not coincidentally.
A ripple effect if you may -
You pushed me first, and I blindly followed anyway.
Now I miss you just the same.
The nostalgia is insane!
Nonetheless,
I am trying my best
To outrun my past,
For like my shadow, me, it haunts.