The Hurting

Can't anyone see

inside I'm hurting

Longing for what I had lost

 

It had disappeared in the frost

of coldness thats settling

deep in my heart

 

Will I ever love again?

Can I ever love again?

 

What am I doing?

I'm promoting the hurting

 

It's just the memories flow

like a river in my mind

 

leaking through my brown eyes

clear crystal traveling alone

 

I see your face

even in my dreams

 

This stabbing feeling

of what's missing

 

the hungry longing

of what my hearts wanting

 

an endless craving

 

a song is playing

and the theater is running

 

I see nothing

even open are my eyes

 

and the tears with legs of their own

just running

 

what a fool

I am for loving you

 

yet I mourn the loss

 

and it hurts to see your face

and knowing what you did

kills me within

 

what a fool

I am

 

and here comes the hurting

a heartbreak again.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Eidolon Michael]

Awww,that was so sad,yet powerful.It was tragic,yet beautiful.I have no words to describe the beauty in this poem. But,though you don't know me,I must say that if this is how you're feeling,I hope that whatever caused you so much pain can soon be forgotten.I don't think people should stay sad for long because then the sadness overwhelms you,but don't rush yourself.I hope to read more from you.I like the way you write.
Best wishes-Demon Lord Michael