Wednesday, April 29, 2015

SHE

 She.
She is stability,
And I am a mess.
She is the anchor
That ties your ship down.
I am the fish
That swims free in the ocean.
I am the wind
That tosses and turns the waves.
Hell, I am the sea,
Untameable.
And you are scared of me.
Scared of the bottomless possibilities,
Of the hurricanes and rainbows I hold.
Scared that I can build you
And destroy you like I please.
So you chose her,
A million times over.
Not because you love her

But because you can’t handle my love. 

5 comments:

  1. Amazing. Simply amazing.
    I'm dumbstruck.
    Wow.

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  2. This is an amazing poem. You have a lot of talent and depth. Keep it up! :)

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