1 Your Hold On My Soul... - Poem by Shawnee Gonzalez
Hey guys, so I know I haven’t been around like at all and I’m sorry, haha
I really don’t have a good excuse other then I started working at the karate school. But yeah I feel bad so I figured I would write a kick ass poem… haha well we all know that’s a lie. But I figured Saturday night I would write one and well I kind of got to talking to myself about it and yea… well I hope you’ve had you seat belts on cuz it may not sound like it…… but I’ve already started…….
The talks we’ve had late at night, they’re great and when ever I, well you, miss one, god the thoughts that erupt in my mind. The dreams you say you have just to excite me HA, that’s what you think. Sending mixed messages, one minute I’m gorgeous and sexy as you think you’ve got hold of my pure less soul, that’s what you think, what you’ve got is a hold of my mind controlling the body in which you say you wish that you could hold.
You’re an imaginary reality that I chose to bury my head in when ever things go bad, or when ever a certain someone pisses me off. Venting the hell out of your mind as you pretend to attentively listen to, when it is quite obvious you don’t care at all and your thinking to your self when will this girl stop. Never because the day you opened your mind to me was the day that you lost your sanity.
The reality in which I live is the reality that you can never crawl into, at least not for me. You’re a poison, leaking into the minds of helpless girls, flowing into their thoughts, veins, controlling them like you little dolls. Yes your gorgeous, I never said you weren’t but I also never said that I would let your games play with my mind like the puppet you think I am.
I want you I need you, your pull on me is so great that sometimes I feel I might lose control. The want to speak to you is almost as great as the want to hold you, to feel your skin against mine. NO what am I saying! Nothing that’s it I’m saying absolutely nothing, because the nervousness you cause by you knowing so much of my life, yet so little about how I feel is terrifying.
Let the grip on my mind be released as I tighten mine on yours because the competition we have entered is so great that even the ones around us have begun to see our slip ups.
Now that I feel that I have spoken my mind. I must go. But watch your back because although you may have begun to cut the strings that you once used to control my being, HA well lets just say that when I call, you WILL answer.. hehehehahahahehehehahahaha
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