Want To Be

Boil my veins

Setting my blood free

Letting it go

Where I want to be

Flies free in the night

My soul could see

I was not happy

Where i’m supposed to be

My eyes are oceans

Crying eyes

Aching body

Blending in the sheets

Her hand touches my lips

Body's pressed

Night flies

And the sun rises

Rolls over and smiles

Heart content

Eyes dried

Soul free

Now shes mine

Reviews

[Anjali]

i loved the ending! everything fits here... like as i read it... it flows really well.. you've presented your deep feelings in such a small poetry, and that's amazing! keep writing.

[Desiree O'Neal]

Thanks, I'll definitely keep writing.

[Anjali]

You're welcome!

[ZakLeonRamsey]

I like this poem of yours. Simply because of the creativity but I am confused. What is this poem about may I ask?

[Desiree O'Neal]

Oh its about a girl being sad and then it goes on to talk about her having sex with another girl and being happy at the end.

[ZakLeonRamsey]

Oh. Awesome :) I like it.