i don't know how to write a poem

Jun 01, 2014 23:40

I’m going to be completely honest with you here:
I don’t know how to use words correctly.
When encountered with a strong emotion
and the need to “explain what I’m feeling”,
I’m pretty much lost. And by “pretty much lost”,
I don’t mean the “lost in the Sahara” kind of lost,
I mean the “lost in the infinity of space” kind of lost.

I don’t know how to use words correctly.
They fall through my fingers like the sand of the sea
when I try to catch them and organize them
so they can form something that could explain you
just how much you mean to me. When I try,
I always end up with random words that doesn’t say much:
sun, everything, light, good, calmness, home.
And way can I do, if all that I have in my hands
are just a bunch of unconnected words,
Instead of the touching poems you are used to get?

I don’t know how to write poetry and
I don’t know how to explain myself.
I don’t understand the beautiful art of placing words
nor the respectful act of finding them.
I end up here with no sense of symmetry or rhyme,
with no idea of how to talk about myself or how I feel
and the never-failing need to be able to do it.

I thought I could say things like “you are the sun of my life”,
but I kind of figured you have heard that one a lot
and I want to illustrate you with words just how much
faster my heart goes when you are near me
and how you calm my soul with a simple touch of your fingertips.
So I choose to say, “I’m brighter when you are here”.
And I could say “You’re everything to me”
but I have heard that one so many times that it kind of lost its touch.
“You were my everything when I had nothing, and still are” seems more like it,
I guess. And I could go with how you are the light that guides my life,
but the truth is that you helped me see my own worth as a human being

And that’s the thing: I don’t know how to use words and
I wouldn’t be able to write a poem even if my life depended on it.
So I suppose I’ll have to show you how much you mean to me
with how my breath catches when I see you and how
my heart races like it’s free and not afraid when you touch me
and how I haven’t feel more safe or at home than in your arms.

(Will that be enough?)

▲ scott mccall, ✏ 500, ❤ scott stiles, ♛ teen wolf, ✎ poemas, ▲ stiles stilinski

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