Fear of love, fear of being close to someone, I dunno... I'm really too tired to be writing at all...


Fear

Naked in your bed
I wonder how it went this way
though happy I cannot feel
the desire to love you
more than I already do

Dozing off in your arms
I wonder if it's really me
though warm I cannot feel
the coldness of leaving you
as I walk out the door



Poetry by Little Miss Sorrow
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Written on 2010-02-20 at 21:25

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jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
perhaps a necessary detachment...
clever self aware write.
2010-02-20