Watch the World Go By

 

A glowing warmth, all around her,

suddenly stopped to grieve

for the empty, wasted tragedies,

of the life she lay beneath,

recovering in a distant past,

so far away and broken,

never forgetting the words once spoken,

“This was meant to last.”

She couldn't cease from giving in,

living deep inside,

forsaking her own forgotten mind,

a lost image she lay beside.

Dangled in an uknown darkness,

bleeding out, left to dead,

among the frosted limbs of heathens,

no place was she led.

Like an untouched, innocent, perfect rose,

left to weep and shrivel on the ground,

shattered in two pieces,

only one piece has she found,

to replace the desolate depths of hunger

that crave some humanity,

out there, somewhere,

to regain her lost purity.

Cast down into unfamiliar fathoms,

an unsuspecting guest,

thrown into wretched waters,

murky was the test,

that began as a simple battle,

between heart, mind, and soul,

lost like smoke in wind,

her spirit now black as coal.

Absent of the joy

 that used to have a place,

she shut her heart in a drawer,

in the mirror, a forgotten face,

dancing like a marionette,

regretting every lie,

she will play the game like most do,

and watch the world go by.

Reviews

[Bare trees]

There's a lot of truth in this one if I'm correct in my interpretation. Relationships are always rosy in the beginning but don't always last. "this was meant to last" is a great word choice for the example of that irony. The last stanza really sums it all up so well. Keep writing.

[kittynaz]

Nice....I love the way you describe feelings and also you have way of writing the same thing with so many different and interesting angles. If I may...it'll be better if you try to rhyme...
And thanks for the review

[Ecko]

The way in which one can feel after a relationship is written perfectly in this piece. Great title. Great poem. It gave me the chillie-willies.