How do you tell someone you love more than anything in the world that you can’t be with them?
How do you tell someone you won’t miss them when they leave?
How do you tell someone you’ve known their darkest secret all along?
How do you tell someone you truly hate the person they have become?
How do you tell someone you fear the person they will one day become?
I searched for the answers,
And found,
An ex-girlfriend,
A mother,
A father,
A brother,
A close friend,
Myself…
Is it that the question can’t be answered, or that I fear the answer?
A question in itself, can IT be answered, or can I not handle the truth I beg by asking?
The questions are never ending,
Because the answers are not truths, but opinions.
I REALLY LIKE THIS POEM. IT GETS YOU THINKING AND THEN YOU ACTUALLY FIGURED OUT A TIME WHERE YOU PONDERED THE SAME QUESTIONS. THE ENDING KIND OF GOT ME CONFUSE, IM GUESSING YOU WANTED THE END TO BE LIKE A PUZZLE. BUT OVERALL I LIKE THIS POEM. ITS DIFFERENT AND VERY RELATABLE
ReplyDeleteInteresting poem, felt the rythem was a little off towards the end in comparison to the top half. I enjoyed the questioning the most, had very solid emotions.
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