Everything I'm Not

Everything I'm Not

A Poem by Lydia Jamison

I see you standing across the room,
A sight that seems like instant doom.
I wish I could understand what you mean,
But nothing in this world is what it seems.

I stare at the back of your head,
Wishing all the while that I were dead.
I wish you'd give me an honest embrace,
To keep me from floating into empty space.

Next time I open my mouth to speak,
I wish someone will come and stop me.
But whenever I'm in need of some good aid,
The help I call for comes too late.

Is it possible to miss what you never knew?
I always pray I have a chance with you.
But there are only broken shards of hope,
And all I can ever do is cope.

I don't want to complain of a broken heart,
But I can feel the cracks begin to start
Tearing away at each stitch and seam,
Until all my sensory has been wiped clean.

And maybe when I wake tomorrow,
The sun will shine and there will be no sorrow.
I'll just have to live with what little I've got,
But I will always remember; you're everything I'm not.

© 2010 Lydia Jamison


Author's Note

Lydia Jamison
This is a true one, not like most of my stuff, which is mostly stuff that I pull from my imagination. Sort of inspired by the song "Danny Boy", which makes me crumble into tears whenever I hear it.

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Is it possible to miss what you never knew?
I always pray I have a chance with you.
But there are only broken shards of hope,
And all I can ever do is cope.

My fave stanza! nice poem u have here! PPl can relate and so can I. Nice rhyme scheme too!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Gosh this is so deep and emotional, i could feel your pain in this, and its relatable too, i loved each line, great write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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wow... this is beautiful


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Added on August 27, 2010
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Lydia Jamison
Lydia Jamison

Huntington Beach, CA



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