Goodbye

This is Dedicated to my Ex-wife and our last conversation. I hope you enjoy.

Tasting your fear in the air
descending into madness
you ask me to repeat my name
as you trace all my scars
tormented by your touch
and this twisted game you play

Asking me to draw you a perfect life
but I�m not an artist
I�m a f*****g work of art
watching with closed eyes
as you chase your demigods
and gutter dreams

I don�t care if your world ends today
I wasn�t invited any way
just don�t say goodbye
we�ll see one another in the afterlife

I wasn�t the one that nailed Christ to that cross
But you look at me as if I killed your savior
Drinking your hate and hatred
cups of liquid fire
You stare back me
asking
to kiss it and make it all better
heal these wounded hearts of ours
We both have gone too far
to ever come back together

Screaming your I love you�s
as they fall of deafened ears
seeing you as just one more mistake
a lesson learned
as you left me with a scar
that can never forgive
and will never begin to forget.

Author's Note

This is Dedicated to my Ex-wife and our last conversation. I hope you enjoy.

Reviews

[E. M. Murren]

Wow... Such passion in this write. Really a wonderful work of art. Your words are powerful. I feel the intensity of the picture you portray so vividly. Wonderful ... I keep saying that about your art, but I need to learn more accolades. LOL Thank you for the works you share.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

i can relate well to this poem unfortunately having gone through a divorce myself. Great job. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Heart Of A Wolf]

Such sadness and loss. But very nice write.

[Brette Medb]

A lot of released aggression in this piece and I loved every word of it. It evoked so many emotions and shed so much light on how love and hate are on a very fine line. Great write.

Brette

[Lucinda Bogart]

How fitfully and forcefully we are welted and wounded by the ones we love the most...those to whom we open our hearts. The sorrow and pain makes me want to cry....It brings back the same kind of bitter memories of another life...and although it's been more than 10 years, I will never forget that grief.

[The Random Writings Of ..]

Yes you def have some passion in this piece, and anger, but not so much as loathing. Am I on here? Anyways it is as always a wonderful piece, and so full of all that is necessary to make it a wonderful write.
xoxo

[J.P. Bristow]

"but I'm not an artist
I'm a f*****g work of art "......enough said my friend...........I hear ya!.

[shadadakiya]

WOW ,I CAN RELATE TO THAT,AWSOME JOB THX.

[Norma J. Jessee]

A very powerful write. I can feel your hurt, your anger and your passion within this piece.
Writting is a good way to vent our emotions. If we keep them bottled up inside there will come a time we will blow, just like a pressure cooker would if the steam had no way of escaping.

I especially love the first two verses. and the last.

Great work.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Very sad to know this happened. But it does.. I love the picture .. a snuffed out candle , fire gone .. like some relationships .. this is so good , Robert.. you have such a knack for writing about human emotions .. loved it though it is sad.

Chloe
xoxo

[Morgan A Lynch]

Robert, this is an awsome write. so much pastion and emotion jumping off the page in hitting me in the face.