Questions and Mistakes

Questions and Mistakes

A Poem by penguin

How is it that I seem to make every mistake possible?
I fall into the wrong holes, traps, mindsets
Daily, I am certain.

Why do I unintentionally make myself a target
For their words
Without even trying?
Why won't I intentionally change that?

Why did I listen to them?
Who I despise to deeply.
Now I can't turn back the clock.
What's done is most completely done.

What was I thinking when I told her?
There was too much going on
I destroyed the one thing I valued the most.

Why do I constantly ponder on the subject?
Read over texts, internally scream at what I had done.
It's like I can't stop.

Why did I have to feel the way I do?
A passionate feeling, one which is only halfway.
It isn't her fault. I know that.

How is it that I always find a way to want what I can't have?
Am I allowed to call it a hope?
I never trusted hope.

Why must I love this out of reach thing?
I can't stop. 
I know that.
I don't want to.

© 2016 penguin

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The poem holds several shreads of real life situations. I loved how you turned something personal to a robe that fits everbody's lives. Thank you.

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Added on December 23, 2016
Last Updated on December 23, 2016




I'm a 15 year old writer and reader. Not great, barely average. But trying. more..

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A Poem by penguin