I Am the Fiend

Poem about love

This feeling is crushing. My soul, it can't come up for air. The weight is too heavy. It's too much, too much to bare. In the ocean drowning, every wave of electric emotion is pounding as all the waves are sounding. Like notes on the keyboard of my heart, my beautiful melody, it's crowning. In my chest, it can't contain this love in my cage. It's a furious love, a rage. A page I can't turn, a story I can't unwrite. A furious rage, it's my plight. The flight on clouds of sweet nothings flicker in my ear but to hear them at times brings fear. Fear of trusting what they mean but how can I ignore them, I am the fiend.