Let the Pains of Love Linger

[xoxohannah]

I believe that I'm not much of a poet, but I do what I can to express myself in terms of poetry, or at least, my way of poetry (if you choose to criticize my structure). Whatever, poetry is poetry, therefore, this is my attempt:

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The desire to seek truth
and answers evade my grasp
as I hold on consciously to the
only truth I know
keeps me happy
keeps me sane
but the sanity transcends into
silent screams and shouts.

The desire to break free
upon discovering the reality
of the joys and the aches
of unabiding love
leaves me vulnerable
leaves me trapped
in a fairytale reverie
of my awaited romance.

The desire to be loved
in spite of the damaged
pieces of my soul, of my heart
yearning to flee from loneliness
in fear of misery
in fear of pain
while loving someone
turns into bitter scorn.

The desire to escape truth
elevates me in enigmatic ecstasy
intoxicated by the pretenses
of hopeful bliss
of hopeful love
that I wish to hold on to
and I'm not letting go.

XOXO - hannah