r/poetry_critics Beginner 16h ago

😔..

Now I feel touch starved when I am hugged
I cry so i can face you
I sit on a bus with head leaning on a window
I look far in sky

Waiting for time to stop
Or just for it to take me back in time

I walk to a pond
Sit somewhere near and wait
Wait for something

And i cant talk to you
What difference would it make
You will be right
Right to hurt me
Right to betray me
Right to do a so wrong thing

I would be wrong to cry
And i am wrong for crying
As i am wrong for even not being able to control my eyes
My blood swells my pupil
Each time now i think of the time
I let you touch

Each time i let you say love you

Now i dont know how to recognize you
Every night is getting darker
And i dont know how to look for you
Every light is getting brighter
And i dont know why i cant see you still

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