I wrote this at a point in my life when I was attempting to be honest about my feelings!


Fearing Her

I feel like singing to her.
I want to dance the way I've seen lovers do.
Whenever she's there,
or here,
or anywhere that faintly whispers,
near.

I feel inspired by her.
Like I could challenge what my life has been,
and make it into whatever potential,
in me is,
that only she sees.
And I can dream that when I lay down someday,
She will be there to lift this sin.

I feel like crying,
when the reality of her absence,
doesn't clear itself in the wake of my sobriety.
When I am helpless without my ego,
there to egg me on,
in secret I lie alone,
and ache for the way she held me.

I feel like being honest.
Telling her it was only my selfish side,
not the "real" me,
that told all those lies.
All the times I left her thinking,
that she wasn't what I needed,
I feel like taking back,
and pushing my pride aside.

The truth is,
I can't love anyone else.
and to be perfectly honest,
I'd rather not.
How could I allow myself to dream,
with someone else in my heart,
when she is the only one I will ever,
fear doing without?



Poetry by Nikki
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Written on 2005-11-19 at 16:19

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