Okay thank you for taking the time to listen & this poem is about a man I am in love with but he does not love me back and I cant stop thinking about him eurghhhh ( btw just to add i wrote it myself)Oh and any thoughts/ advice deeply appreciated
I feel like every inch of my consciousness has been imprinted with his image and it projects itself onto my mind plaguing me with it’s cancerous
presence.
Thoughts of him viscously attach themselves to me, giant leeches penetrating my brain with its immortal force; draining my imagination to focus on him and I hate it.
I beg myself to get that leech and destroy it within my hand, terminate any thoughts of him, please why can't my emotions
just offer me salvation?
I want to banish his memory from my mind every laugh, hug and sweet affection, but it keeps tempting me, but why does my heart cruelly replay these things to me that I yearn for.
Because deep down in my knowledge I know he does not want me and it ebbs away at the soul taunting me like a childhood bully making the gaping pain of ...
unrequited love hurt just that bit more