#poetizer

In a crowded home, bodies shifting round,

I stand still, lost, no light to be found.

They see my faults, judging every move,

Blurry vision, uncertain how to prove.

I try my best, but nothing seems right,

Their expectations, a never-ending fight.

As they walk by, their eyes feel like a stare,

Judged and questioned, burdened with care.

I tell myself, it's all in my head,

Ignore the noise, move on, it's said.

When I finally move, my heart feels so heavy,

Legs like cement, each step unsteady.

Thoughts weigh me down, a useless part,

In this house of bodies, I feel apart.

Only for a moment.

But truly I didn’t

Because I want to die

And I can’t seem to get it right

I used to use an app called Poetizer until they asked for subscription & we (all of the writers literally) have migrated to Writco

.

There’s subscription but not a forced one.

It’s up to you —

But i found it has the capacity to see who reads it who likes it & who actually interacts & truly intellectually interested — ofc not all but most writers I’ve encountered have been amazing so

Feel free to go to it —

You can still find me there also under @forlornalbatross

I find myself longing to be 

Someone of value,

Someone who can warm

The cold spaces in your heart,

Heal the hurt that's been placed there.

I long to be the one to love you,

With my all, 

With no regrets,

And with no restraints.

To show you that 

Love is possible,

And You Can Trust Me. 

But you do not look my way,

Nor do you think of me that way.

At the least, I am just a friend,

At best, I am your confidant, 

Someone you feel comfortable enough

To open up to, 

But no further. 

I long to love you 

And let it be known to you,

But I will calm my heart,

And settle with being 

Just

Your

Friend.