Better Disease Poem by Laura arwen

Better Disease



I want to
be in communication
with a passionate
man
I'm looking for
redemption
The best disease
for myself is
solitude
I want to
save a lot
of money
I can not
be positive
Maybe it's dangerous
totally upset my
world
Sometimes love is
a conspiracy
To me it
appears magic and
linear
Many people attack
my living spaces
unjustly
Sometimes I can't
fight my mental
fight
It sounds epochal
and catastrophic for
humanity
Love and knowledge
of new people
Love could be
a wonderful disease
My horizon is
covered by deep
darkness
There are no
resources for this
disease
It is a
sort of beautiful
condemnation
With it I
lose the imagination
and the power
of dreaming
I'm out of
control with my
obsessions
There is no
hope for me

Saturday, August 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: me,me against myself,myself
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