Things don’t feel the same anymore
Where’s the passion
All I have left are words
I’m all out of actions
I don’t even remember what had me attracted
More often then not I’m distracted
When I use to pay delicate attention
Now I feel like important words mentioned
Lack all the meaning and feeling
That once sparked fire in my heart
And kept me from the very start
Things just don’t feel the same anymore
Where’s the passion
I feel more comfortable alone in the cold
Then with you in my arms and warmth to hold
I even move like I’m weighed down
But there is nobody else around
It’s just the gravity of my depression keeping me down
I don’t have an explanation for what I feel
Or lack there of
It’s just things don’t feel the same anymore
Where’s the passion….
By: The Poet Q
Yep. Been there. Don’t want to go back. Your words express it well.
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A nicely written poem expressing how love can slowly fade away. It has a natural flow and form which I like. Michelle
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