Sequence Poem by Ana Sanchez

I'm in a trance, trying to brush
His performance out my head.
Reduce the image of negativity
Into a positive glance before hand. Secluded with my to do list is in demand. Time is wasted trying save this romance. Debating is fading away trying save what's left in me. Im seeing what's left in between....empty feeling of your sequence is what I feel, yet your words show the love in 3d naturally contemplating what's in it for me so I can feel. If this sequence is the real deal. Kisses marks the spot when so much has evolved. My heart can take no more in this lonely war that I claimed six months ago. Actions do say more than your voice to be heard. Killing myself slowly so I feel no pain.I'm a damsel in distress for my king to proclaim. Your sequence is planted so far in me. Dwell this feeling and delet me naturally