Decode Before Its Too Late
My feelings are cryptic, not even I can decode the meanings
I hate that because it hinders me from expressing my true feelings
It pushes people away and I can see it while its happening
But its like seconds before death...standing by while its flashing
Why do I suffer from this torture, torment, and depression
I feel many feelings, anger, jealousy, love, all but progression
Tears knock in a frenzy at my cornea, begging to come out
Words eagerly waiting, but I remain silent to avoid a shout
Im a broken man with no one to call for a fix
My emotions have been constantly and redundantly messed with
I always give 100% when it comes to love
But for some reason I always feel like my partner isn't giving me enough
Is that because its true or am I just confused?
I you gave someone your all and received zero...what would you do?
Some way I have to get out of this self inflicted prison from within the mind
Because im making it hard for her, so im running out of time
All I can do now is pray to God for an answer
Before I call her....get a dial tone....no answer
Copyright © Jamar Eubanks | Year Posted 2010
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