Your Falling of the Edge Dear (For you)

Your falling of the edge dear

The world can see and hear

There cooked eyes there simple ears

your irrelevant jump 

Your lover's future tears

Just another memory 

just another beer

Don't get me wrong

I completely understand

Your feeling of emptiness

the loss of your man

And he left

and you want to fill the void

But you feel the air as you fall

not caring at all

as a tear escapes your eye

Not that it matters

to feel is just a lie

no one loves you

and neither did I

Yeah keep believing your lies

that's what I say to myself

Every night

  

Reviews

[Aethereal]

Love isn't something that one tries to do, or something that one should expect from others. Love has a mind of its own. It just happens. It's a mood swing. No one takes blame for their mood swings. Our mood swings control us, we don't control them. Cupid shoots his arrows as he may, and sometimes they land in the most unlikely places. Never turn love into a juggernaut.

[Empty Spaces]

:) your right., i'm sorry i was just really out of it.

[Aethereal]

You're welcome! Perhaps you could write a poem that takes all of this into account. You may keep this gift poem:


Her Love Struck Tree

Cupid's arrows miss their mark
as they travel through the dark
cross the river, pass the park,
plunging into a tree's bark.

[Empty Spaces]

yaaaaaaaas thank you xD your awesome!!!!!

[Aethereal]

The best poems are those that contain sing-song energy. They just march through your brain over all else.