I might have to break every finger in each hand
to keep from reaching out to you
i walked away but i didn't mean it
i let you go but i didn't want to
i set you free but now regret it
i might have to gouge out each eye
to keep from crying over you
i walked away but didn't mean it
i let you go but didn't want to
i set you free but now regret it
i might have to stitch my mouth shut
to keep it from saying your name
i walked away but didn't mean it
i let you go but didn't want to
i set you free but now regret it
i just might have to.
The repetition in this imaginative piece makes it read like a song. It's a mature style of writing and I enjoy it. Touching, too. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have to agree with TMcH about the poem reading like song lyrics because of the repetition. Have you tried to set it to music, or have someone else write music to it? Beautiful job.