What You've Done for MeA Poem by Amatina“Oh what the hell she said I just can’t win
for losing And she lays back
down Man there’s so
many times I don’t know what
I’m doin’ Like I don’t know
now” -Rob Thomas “Her Diamonds” Time and time
again I’ve felt this way, wondering if it’s only me- If I’m the only
one who knows of pain, sadness, despair. Why has fate been
so cruel to me, Giving me
blessings then snatching them away? There’s one
source of light in my world now: Him. In my world of
dark clouded skies, he helps me remember the warmth of the sun. Laughter, true
companionship- I had forgotten
them, how they felt, for so long. I remember now
why I need them. He taught me to
love, To love with all
my heart, My soul in its
entirety. Love is bright, Warm, Life in its
definition. The polar opposite
of the Dark, lonely, and
cold, Place that held
me captive for much too long. I could be
stripped of all possessions, But the one thing
I’d die without is a living, breathing body To be without
him, To fall into that
deep chasm again. To return to the
place that nearly killed me, I would slowly
perish. First my heart, All of the
painstakingly mended pieces- Torn apart at the
seams. My soundness, The memories of
laughter, Of warmth, All gone. The spirit, My last hope Broken and
ever-bruised without the gentle healing it received. I need him like
plants need water, sunlight. To grow, To blossom, To love with
everything I possess, I know that he
has made me capable of loving. I can feel again “She shuts out
the night And tries to
close her eyes If she can find
daylight She’ll be alright She’ll be alright Just not
tonight.” -Rob Thomas “Her
Diamonds” © 2012 Amatina |
StatsAuthorAmatinaWVAboutI've been writing on and off since I was 11, yes 11. Granted, most of the stuff from then isn't nearly as developed, but I still have it. I'm just here to share and receive feedback, which can be har.. more..Writing
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