As She Live Is..... I HurtA Poem by PoeticFuryI Hurt SoAs a smile gracefully comes across her face. As I sit not to far, or maybe even miles away. I know she likes to have fun, and so do I, but the things that I love so much no longer do I have the will toparticipate. As she may have friends or a date filled with love. I find myself filled with tears and not liking myself hate. I find myself with my feet stuck to the ground I can not reach for my happiness in the stars above. As I see the happiness of those who do so wrong. It is hard to remain strong when the one you may love is gone. While you are alone. Your inner pain is the closest thing that is your home. No friend or love to help you and your enemy becomes a phone. .......No Ring.... On her hand or did he offer to put one on you when the phone does not make it. You questions if this is all facts or has lies become the true. As she may go out to a club and dance so hot. Yet wonder why is this situation treating me so colder. Knowing she has someone to lean on. The only dance I can do is sit in that dark corner with my head in my knees. Looking over my shoulder. Remembering your touch that I may never feel again. While you aresurroundedby the sounds of joy. I hear nothing the only thing I come close to hearing is the wind. As she watches the sunset. I watch the rain poor on my window. As she takes chances on things that she may not know. I watch the blood flow down my drain. I don't know where it is coming from. For that matter where it is going to go. Honest I hope that it reaches you and teaches you. That yes you said you would do no harm to me. Now maybe that you can see. That I will bleed for you and how much of a mark that you left on me. Mentally and physically. As she lives I hurt. By the way in this trail of words and blood if you find that unique object that goes to my heart no need to make an empty guarantee. If you don't want it please return it. I am hurting enough. You know what I am talking about. The key..... ......Please don't hurt me anymore © 2011 PoeticFuryAuthor's Note
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Added on April 15, 2011 Last Updated on April 15, 2011 AuthorPoeticFuryNew Orleans, LAAboutHeaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..Writing
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