A repeating poem written for my lost mother who suffered from the same issue as me. OCD |
-Makes Me Think of You- by Keaton Foster This repeating dream Makes Me Think of You A summer breeze Makes Me Think of You Those rustling trees Makes Me Think of You The animals not seen Makes Me Think of You The sound all around Makes Me Think of You A lack of silence believed Makes Me Think of You A reality so carefully weaved Makes Me Think of You Words pouring from this soul Makes Me Think of You Every blank page yet to be filled Makes Me Think of You Every line once penned Makes Me Think of You Every lie cleverly confessed Makes Me Think of You Pointing towards the heavens Makes Me Think of You Honoring all of your lessons Makes Me Think of You Using each of them as fuel Makes Me Think of You Further driving myself to express Makes Me Think of You The ultimate ups and terrible downs Makes Me Think of You Success based off our failures Makes Me Think of You The deepening pools of my eyes Makes Me Think of You Such an emotionless chasm defined Makes Me Think of You The disease that I call God Makes Me Think of You Knowing that you suffered as I do Makes Me Think of You Understanding that we are the same Makes Me Think of You Knowing what ultimately happened Makes Me Think of You Understanding that it will happened to me Makes Me Think of Not You But myself... Makes Me Think of You Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |