Meet Me

Meet Me               Alleya Joy Kolar-April 2015


I'm freaking out because of this person I'm becoming.
I have a problem that makes me hurt people 
and this problem is evolving.
I used to only be happy and sweet,
But now when a tendency comes I yell retreat.

I once was happy and full of life;
when this problem did not matter,
but now I hate this and myself in spite.

I may be human but this flaw is too big.
It controls me and I have no hold on the blast!
The explosion, it's so real!
It forces me down here, KNEEL! 
I beg for forgiveness and it shines on some light… on that crooked frame.
Can it please be changed?
If there was something that could help me,
Could it please be arranged?
But it must be done precise and neat.
If there was a perfect person, they
would be someone I'd like to meet.
Perhaps they can fix my OCD.
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July 12, 2016 at 1:05 PM
Alleya: You will find hundreds of near perfect poets on the soup. You don't have to be better than that. :o) Just enjoy. And keep your works coming. oldbuck
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June 25, 2016 at 9:06 AM
Nice spin on the contest and congrats on your placement! Jesse
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June 9, 2016 at 6:37 PM
By the way, Alleya, you might want to enter this in one of the contest, I think it will do good. SKAT
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June 9, 2016 at 6:36 PM
haha, the best poem, I've read and it's about your OCD's...... LOL..I super love this poem. However, I do hope you find help, that way you are not hurting others. SKAT
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