Nana's Poetry1 Comment

Wishful Thinking

Nana's Poetry1 Comment
Wishful Thinking

I want to be in love

until I'm in it

I'm a walking contradiction

I think

I just like the feeling

of falling

it's only once

I've fallen

that I feel imprisoned

trading loneliness

for freedom

I feel closed in

smothered

and constricted

The fact is

as a creative

my art suffers

when I'm distracted

with someone

who doesn't

understand my mission

Is it narcissistic

to want someone like me

with vision

who gets it ?

No, it's wishful thinking

Poet, Writer