The Pursuit Of Excitement Poem by Anonymous Daughter

We cannot be
The destruction we cause is one that cannot be measured
Tears fill my eyes as they did before because I am under pressure
I cannot be with you
But the way you make me feel is what makes me wonder
How could we be
Six times we argue in one hour
About things unreasonable; things unimaginable
Things I am a catalyst for; things that break and form into more
You make me sick; you make me wish
Wish...you would come; WHAT IS THIS FEELING
To be or not to be; Hamlet said it best
Do I want you or should I let you go
Stay away; I don't want to; I want to be alone
Without you;
I have a good man; but I don't want that
I want more; I seek more
What I am searching for is more than the average life
I dream of drama; excitement; the dullness of you makes me sick
Makes me want to commit adultery; sex, finance, romance
I want more; but you cannot provide
I am on the pursuit of happiness and have determined u cannot provide
The things I yearn for most;
while I embark on this journey I hope to find
something, anything;
ANYTHING, SOMETHING.......I will find;
Long live the woman who wins the journey on....
The pursuit of excitement