What are you looking for?
Together with you or myself
1 month ago · · Poetry,
Sometimes I see my future,
Sometimes it is happy,
Sometimes it is lonely,
But uncertainty lies in the future.
Sometimes my wrinkle hands holding yours,
Our rings hand by hand,
Our grey hair reflecting the love,
Through the pass of time - me, always yours.
Sometimes my lonely self sitting alone,
Forgotten in the woods,
In a lonely cabin where no one knows of my existence,
Waiting to die, forgotten, alone.
I accept my destiny, which ever it is,
I don’t accept the uncertainty,
Drives me mad not to know which will be,
Happiness and Loneliness, both impostors, that - it is.
But all I long for - is for your love,
For you to become fully mine,
As I want to be yours, completely, just me
Together, forever, you and I.
I am not a poet,
I am not special,
I am just a fool,
Just an ordinary man.
- Nobody Poet