I Know What It Feels Like
I know what it feels like. Looking at someone, Feeling tangible pain in your heart. I know what it feels like. Seeing traces of that very person, Lumps forming in your throat. I know what it feels like. Watching someone from a distance, Holding back the emerging tears. I know what it feels like. So many desires in your head, They're left unmet, strangled, rejected. Alas, stop, you ruminating thoughts. Curse you, constant withdrawals. To tolerate you will be the end of me. What I want is an end. And for an end, reviving the past has to cease. And so the beginning of my healing, Might just be the end of this piece. **** A poem written a week ago I think. Cheers :)