They say too much of something is bad.
Well, this is it.
I don't know what's come over me,
But this is definitely obsession.
I have tried ever so hard to hold back tears
Every time I can't see you;
Trying so hard to accept that I can't always have my way.
It sickens me.
I want to stop. But I can't. And half of me doesn't want to.
A lot of people are affected of how I'm feeling
Because of the way I act and react.
But you don't know that.
You won't know just yet.
I know it's crazy.
And I believe I've lost my cool--
Just because I can't see you.
Sometimes I think I don't know myself anymore.
Because I'm so lost in my thoughts.
Reality falling on me--
I've never felt this way before.
Never in my whole life.
You're the only one who made me feel this way.
Would or should I call this love?
It insanely feels like it…
Or is it just infatuation…?
I can't answer it myself.
Because I still don't know what's on.
I know I like you. I can't deny that fact.
And I'm going crazy; I'm losing my sanity,
Just because I haven't seen you today.
And you're oblivious of that.
I wish--no.
I pray you feel the same way.
I pray I'm the one drowning in your thoughts.
Would it matter? Or does it matter
If you find out?
I don't know. I don't know what happens.
I can only hope. I can only pray.
Nothing more, nothing less.
But what I know… I am obsessed.
It feels like a sin yet I can't stop.
It's all over my head, unstoppable, brainwashing…
If I could see you
Then maybe… Maybe it'll go away…
Even if I could talk to you…
Maybe I'd feel better.
Until then, my obsession deepens.
"Besessenheit [Obsession]" © 2003 by Decayedmatter, posted 1 January 2004 under consent of the author.
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