Inspired by someone I love, who didn't love me...
Love sickness,
And the depths thereof is an endless vault
A vacuum feeding on the crumbs of existence
Wherein my heart is a hidden chamber,
And the more pain and suffering I have
The more rooms I create
To keep pain out of sight,
Suffering below the surface
Until I’m in a labyrinth of doors
A kaleidoscope of cages,
In a mansion,
Alone in a lobby in horrific amazement
A million and one rooms
I dare not enter
(6-14-10)
Darrin im in love with your poetry sorry that you have to suffer sometimes to come up with great stuff but that's just life, right?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well some people call it the face of true love.. loving a person but not being loved back but seriously its very difficult to cope up with stuff like that and this work of urs truly says it all... but only the brave and courageous and strong at heart can really pass this phase.. one of lifes tests and being a part of it is only for the privileged ones.. positive way to look at it.. what say.. great and excellent work! ! ! ! !