I failed dismally

I tried to write a poem…

I tried to write you a poem,

I failed dismally.

It would have been titled,

“My thoughts of you”

I still want to write you that poem,

I still want to share my thoughts,
I still want to have these cells produce,
I still want the smile,
The smile that comes with it,
The beat felt,
The connection with buttons,

I tried to write you a poem,

And I failed dismally.

This poem would have told you everything,

This poem would have made you smile,
This poem would echo words,
Thoughts and ideas.

When I set down thinking,

I lost my chain of thoughts,
I stood up and searched.
My search came back empty.

I tried to write you a poem.

And I failed dismally.

This poem would have shared with you,

This poem would have told you,
This poem would have cleared.

My feelings would be in the open,

My heartbeat would be exposed,
My mind would be still.

I tried to write you a poem.

And I failed dismally.

It would have been a poem about my situation,

The situation that happens in my head,
It would have been a basis to basis,
A beat to a beat,
A smile to a smile,
The stress to the ache,
The heat to the torture.

I tried to write you a poem,

And I failed dismally.

My hearts still beats fast,

My mind is in vain,
My body temperature rises,
Because of this complex thing, which one you ask?

The fact that I tried to write you a poem,

And I failed dismally.

I’m not angry,

Nor am I mad,
Because these thoughts will find a way,
This poem will be written,
In so many words you will know,
That when I tried to write you a poem,
I actually did,
And my failure thereof,
Would be you reading it…

I tried to write you a poem,

I really tried.
And I failed dismally at that.

Every syllable to it,

Every action,
All the shaking that came with it,
All the mixed emotions,
All the “I don’t want to be angry”
All the, “why”

I tried to write you a poem,

I failed dismally.