Denisey’s Depressing Poetry 2

Ok, so I was going through some of my old poems, and I made myself thoroughly depressed. Just thought I’d share the moment with you guys.

“Unforseen”

It weighs heavily inside my throat,
A clogged drain, the words are stuck
Somewhere beneath all that I can’t say
Against you.
It puts me in a position I don’t want to be,
On opposite sides of a divide.
I want to come out the winner,
But at what cost, I still am not sure.
My jealously and control however,
Are Second in place to my affection,
And Third in place to your betrayal.

 

3 thoughts on “Denisey’s Depressing Poetry 2

  1. Another good one. It would be cool to read one that isn’t super depressing, but I suppose inspiration only strikes you when you’re feeling down, unfortunately.

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