Loveless Life

Dead inside, feelings of depression surrounds me, I can't take it
Theres no way out, i'm in way over my head, all I want is to escape
Surrounded by their love, killing parts of me.
Mind keeps lingering on the thoughts of when it use to be me
wrapping his arms around me, kissing me, & telling me he loves me
Leaving me breathless to his touch
calling me all the hours of the day just to talk about nothing at all
Both us in silence, but just being happy that we're silent together
Streching my arm out as far as earths limits, in order to just grasp hold of 1 of those memories & relive it agian
Falling uncontrollably into reconigition & hitting it with a loud thud
OVER
ALL OF IT
Angry with myself fo not being able to let him go
Isn't his happyness the most important thing to me
Why can't i seem to take hold of the fact that things will never be that way again
I open my hand & all thats lef is poor little fragile memories (hope)
Slowly decentagrating into dust, & carried off by the wind on to her
Even my hope is slowly leaving me,
All I ever wanted was him

Hay all my readers I really

Hay all my readers I really need feed back, can you give me some
~*I live, I laugh, I die*~

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I Know some about pain, poetry I am not so sure but that line, "stretching my arm out as far as earth limits, in order to just grasp hold of 1 of those memories and relive it again, falling uncontrollably into reconigition & hitting it with a loud thud", is a powerful statement and often happens with breakups... Keep writing-Lee

Um thank you for your

Um thank you for your comment, i really appricaite it, it means a lot, and as for you not being sure about it being a poem does that make it bad :( *~I live, I laugh, I die*~

Oh I hope

I hope you didn't misunderstand me, I thought the poem was good, That specific line struck a cord with me. I just feel that pain right now. No, No I wasn't saying the poem was bad, Take care-Lee

yep...yep...i understand this

The good news is...tho intense these feelings are, they ARE temporary...but we sure can write some good stuff when we feel like this...maybe there is beauty in pain after all, like the smell of fragrant flower petals...when they are crushed...

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