The Girl Who Cried Frustration

by Brandy Taliafero

So what were the truest intentions? . . . were your desires met? . . as quiet as kept, 

low-key I fell for you . . .hard.

I’m lowered into this dark place . . . A place I thought I left when I left you

Yet, in a strange dimension, I’m trying to run back to you,

With someone else, but it’s not working.

I’m not trying to replace you, it’s just . . .

I’ve always wondered if you’d be perfectly sane with losing me . .

Would the winds of your iniquities fly by?

Everything is demolished under the tempted admiration . . . damn.

I keep forgetting to stop doubting,

I keep forgetting everything I’ve worked for up until this point.

I just, feel so much insecurity. I don’t know why it’s changed now.

I’ve often sat and mesmerized you belonging

to me. How lucky would I be?

To be able to finally win that race

a race I’m losing against myself

because you choose to treat me like I’m someone else . . . 

someone else that hurt you in the past. . . a foe.

I don’t know, maybe I’m just overreacting right now . . .

I continue to tear my intuitions apart by asking myself these same

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Posted on May 13, 2015 and filed under Creative Writing.