I'm swinging on a pendulum here
And it's killing me
The euphoric highs
The devastating lows
In a glance
A touch
A perceived rejection
The doubt
The worry
The everlasting insecurity...
I don’t want to be in love
I don’t know how to do it
Without feeling incredibly naked
Vulnerable to a fault
And resentful that I am seen
In this weakness
That my heart is bared
Open and exposed
I'm swinging on a pendulum here
And it's killing me
I don’t want to be in love
And yet I am afraid
That if the pendulum stops
Then there will be nothing
And I will be more alone
Than I feel right now...
I don't want to be in love
But I am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very fine and beautifully penned.........thank you for yur kind sharing.