My Moon

Sought for affection;
Sought for warmth.
In moments of cold and isolation,
I yearned for a shoulder to lean upon.
I wanted to reach out and arms would wrap around;
Make me feel safe, and
make me feel found.
But every time someone comes to do the deed,
Pride would devour the weakness in me,
And what I would do
was push him away, make sure he leaves.
You are the glitch.
You have become the very person I never want of myself to get rid.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. kgbethlehem says:

    Good evening. I really like this poem. I would love to feature this on my poetry corner. I will reblog this post and hopefully, my followers will visit your page and read more of your work.

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  2. kgbethlehem says:

    Reblogged this on KG Bethlehem and commented:
    Good evening everyone, yep we have another Friday Night Poetry Corner for this week, and do I have a poem for you. The name of this work is called “My Moon” and it is featured by Coffee, Moon, and Sunsets. What I can gather that his author might be one person or multiple people but in any case, it is well-written poetry. So please visit their page and read more of their work. I really enjoyed their other writings along with the layout of their blog.

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