I'm bored. So, I wrote some poetry.
Slave
The thought of you follows me everywhere.
It runs after me when I try to get away.
I go away from the thought of you
so I can think straight.
But, your face follows me.
Your beauty catches up.
I look behind me and you’re there.
Your presence is always with me.
I try to escape you.
I try to run away.
But, your always there.
With me everyday.
It’s not that bad if you think about it,
but you smother me with your beauty.
You have taken over my life.
Whenever I think, it’s always of you.
I wish I could have one second to myself.
You stole my life and took it as your own.
You own me now. I’m yours forever.
Too bad that we’re not together.
If we were together, I’d really be yours.
And, not just held captive by your thoughts.
I wouldn’t have to always think of you,
‘cause, I’d finally be with you.
But, that day hasn’t come yet,
and I’m sure it never will.
So, until then I’ll be the
slave to your beauty.
The thought of you follows me everywhere.
It runs after me when I try to get away.
I go away from the thought of you
so I can think straight.
But, your face follows me.
Your beauty catches up.
I look behind me and you’re there.
Your presence is always with me.
I try to escape you.
I try to run away.
But, your always there.
With me everyday.
It’s not that bad if you think about it,
but you smother me with your beauty.
You have taken over my life.
Whenever I think, it’s always of you.
I wish I could have one second to myself.
You stole my life and took it as your own.
You own me now. I’m yours forever.
Too bad that we’re not together.
If we were together, I’d really be yours.
And, not just held captive by your thoughts.
I wouldn’t have to always think of you,
‘cause, I’d finally be with you.
But, that day hasn’t come yet,
and I’m sure it never will.
So, until then I’ll be the
slave to your beauty.