Love Me?

April 4, 2009
By WriterDancerLover GOLD, Fontana, California
WriterDancerLover GOLD, Fontana, California
15 articles 1 photo 25 comments

Craving.
Sitting in silence.
The two sides of me
fight each other.
Wanting to,
but fearing to.

Take the jump,
only to discover,
there's nothing to
land on.

Falling,
cutting,
bleeding.
Halfway between
living and dying.

Or maybe...
something else.

Not living, but
not wanting to die.
Holding on to the
moments of life.
Laughing,
Dancing with him.

But then he's gone.
And for every second that passes
I'm dead.

Loving him until there is
no love left
in myself.
Hating myself because he doesn't
love me.
Love me?
I'm dying.


The author's comments:
This is about a friend.

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on May. 15 2009 at 8:40 pm
Inkspired PLATINUM, Whitby, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"If one will scoff at the study of language, how, save in terms of language, will one scoff?" - Mario Pei
"I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die." Isaac Asimov

AMAZING!! This poem is really true, real and emotional. It has real feeling in it, and I can completely relate to this. You have created a wonderful poem!


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