Karina

Karina

A Poem by Bejn Jonathon Edwards
"

Draw your own conclusions

"

If I knew what to say

or if you could give me some idea

maybe we could work this out

Grey clouds form above me

and I welcome the rain in solitude

just like always...

 

I know you never want to see me again

it's alright but it's not okay

You gave me the shelter I needed

but I believe you've left me in the cold

No words can change

my understanding of you

 

But everything seems to personal

like a bullet to the most innocuous

My feelings rise in cigarette smoke

which you wave away anxiously

Problems arise, problems that

were always there

 

So I'll ride out this storm

until you regain your composure

I feel that your heart is stone

but don't take it the wrong way

Though I'm alone when I say this

I still miss you somewhat

© 2011 Bejn Jonathon Edwards


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Wow, the title IS my name, although I'm not sure if the poem is me. ;) It's pretty much the vision of the artist, like he's drowning into some kind of fearful, hopeless perspective and a handful of insecure, yet very honest feelings. It's beautifully written :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Wow, the title IS my name, although I'm not sure if the poem is me. ;) It's pretty much the vision of the artist, like he's drowning into some kind of fearful, hopeless perspective and a handful of insecure, yet very honest feelings. It's beautifully written :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Bejn Jonathon Edwards
Bejn Jonathon Edwards

Vale, United Kingdom



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Hey, I'm Bejn Jonathon Edwards, a cynical poet with a love of music and literature. I also post on Protagonize and I am an old member of Tailcast (before it became a commercial commodity). I wri.. more..

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