Oliver Daunt is a young, aspiring writer. He has a love for words and his passion is to help his readers escape the stresses of everyday life by submerging them in his prose and poetry.

WHEN THE FEELINGS AREN'T MUTUAL

Oliver Daunt

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Poetry

April 2017

Having feelings for a person

Who spares not a thought for you,

Feels,

To me,

Like a fucked up bubbling ocean of consciousness,

Or perhaps a potion of nonsense-ness,

All trapped within a glass bottle.

Captured, it fizzes and stirs

Until

POP

The lid drops off.

It cackles and taunts

As a fountain of liquidated feelings and thoughts

Spills to the ground

And stains the ceiling.

Then it spreads all around

And spawns a slippery mess,

You slump,

You squirm,

But yield no success.

You’re stuck at rock-bottom

Soon to be forgotten.

Then you realise the truth of it all,

How you could have stopped the fall.

If you’d just opened the bottle over a sink.

It’s too late you know,

But why didn’t you think?

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