Maya Is For Poetry

Just a vent blog for poems and intrusive thoughts ^.^

[mayaisforpoetry]

Love is Blind

Have you heard of the phrase to be blinded by love?

It is not just a phase, but a curse made up of:

Shame, false beliefs and undying attraction

Why won't it all just tone down by a fraction?

If it's all in my head, why does it feel so real?

And why does no one else seem to get the appeal?

Some people say, being blind is naive

But what if I could just make them believe?

Yet deep down I know there's a hole in my heart

Him and I are likely meant to be apart

Is it my fault that the idea I built

Has slowly collapsed, washed away by guilt?

Do I deserve him?

Or does he deserve me?

The question is dim

Cause without him I'm free

(I need help with titles pleaseeeeee)

[mayaisforpoetry]

Love's Second Side

At first when you feel it, you may not have a doubt

But wait until you see, love's second side come out

Like smoke it's all consuming, it won't let you live

Drowning you in senses, freedom is a myth

Yet you still choose it, despite your lack of breath

Eventually this 'love', will be your cause of death

(Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. Also I use commas to represent pauses to create rhythm :)