I Cant Stop!

I Cant Stop!

A Poem by Manda
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She cant stop loving him, or missing him. He was her whole life and now that its over life's a b***h. It sucks.

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STOP!
I CANT DO THIS
I LOVED YOU
I HATED YOU
AND NOW I MISS YOU
I MEAN WHAT THE HELL
WHY CANT I JUST STOP
WHY CANT I JUST MOVE FORWARD
MY HEAD HURTS
AND MY EYES ARE SICK OF THE TEARS
I AM RESTLESS
MY HEART IS BROKEN AND LOST
I HOLD A PICTURE OF YOU AND I
MY HANDS ARE SHAKING
I WANT TO RIP IT UP
I WANT TO RIP IT UP INTO BILLIONS OF LITTLE PIECES
BUT IT HURTS TO MUCH
ITS THE ONLY THING I HAVE LEFT OF YOU
ALL THE MEMORIES THAT WERE ONCE IN MY HEAD
WERE NOW ERASED AND COMPLETELY LOST  FOREVER
I JUST REALLY WISH I COULD STOP
STOP THESE STUPID TEARS FROM FALLING
I WISH I COULD JUST STOP FOR A SECOND AND TAKE A DEEP BREATH
BUT I CANT AND IT IS REALLY HURTING ME
I LOVED YOU
I HATED YOU
BUT NOW I JUST MISS YOU
AND I JUST CANT STOP MYSELF
FROM MISSING YOU ANYMORE

© 2010 Manda


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I liked this poem a lot! This poem resonated with me so much, and it just reminded me of all the times where I've stood there contemplating whether I should rip the photo or not. Haha, again, I really like your use your of capital letters, and overall, thought that this was a great write.
~PaperHearts

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is very powerful, and I happened to stop reading and skim it a bit because it hit a little too deeply on a very personal level. lets just say I know EXACTLY how you feel. It is so hard, and it doesn't stop and it keeps you awake at night and haunts your dreams when you can sleep. You stop yourself a million times a day from thinking about him. It just doesn't cease. It isn't supposed to. He has a part of you that nobody, including yourself, will be able to get back. And unfortunately unlike "Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind" we cannot selectively erase people from our memories. Oh the joy if we could!
It fades in time, the pain you feel. You close up the wound and keep living. The million times a day dwindles to mere thousands, and then, with time, hundreds. It is more bearable then, the memories. THey soften, and they go away -- not completely, but they do. Keep your head up and keep looking because if it didn't work...there is so much more meant for you.

I hope things look up and that this poem worked as a release of sorts. Best of luck and wonderful writing!

Posted 14 Years Ago


There is so much pain and question in this work. A great layout of questions after heartbreak.... The feelings and emotions are completely deep to your core... Excellent work.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Manda, this is a good piece, full of emotion. When I read the poem, i found some components of poetry, like repetition, etc. It felt more like you saying it, more than expressing it in a poetry form. Like Wolfe Greytome said, the harshness of the poem demonstrates the actual feeling. Good job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


As I have said in the past, you write very well when you sit down and try. However, your works go to an entirely new level when you write with simple raw emotion (though no emotions are ever truly simple, right?), which is what it appears you have done here. Normally, I would tell you to clean this piece up a little bit - strengthen the structure by smoothing out the flow, etc - but really, I think that would actually detract from this piece. The harsh, unfinished quality is what helps carry the emotion through the piece. Well done!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I can soooooo relate. Great emotion!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


sad. i like it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


very passionate,,,sadness lingering all over,,,

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh the agony of the end. I can certain hear your frustration in this piece. Simple, yet powerful. Thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow! Such strong emotin in this write. You express yourself well.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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