death of me

The death of hope

the death of us

the death I've lived in fear of

endlessly

is now writing these words

"you will be the death of me"

this death has become

the cold hand holding mine

silent sobbing

into the blackness

broken

alone

you never

came

never

loved

me

not 

the

way

you 

swore

you

wrote a million poems

and spilled a thousand

teardrops

stained

with death

the death of promises

you never kept

never to look in your liquid black stare

and find my meaning

my purpose

was to love you

and now

my soul seeks asylum

every moment 

a blood stained

hell

heartbeat

slowing

the death of eternity

death of unwritten poetry

death of surrender

I am left

lying in the wake of your 

hurricane

smashed glass

broken dreams

tender flesh

cut to the bone

faithless

exposed

you left me

alone

to cry my

acid tears

and scream your name

into the wind...

Reviews

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The pain is very strongly conveyed here. Your poem tells of a relationship that appears to have been one-sided. One in which the other thrived on the surface of love but not the deep commitment of it. Good poem.

[Poetic Angel]

Thank you so much for the feedback

[Timothy McNeil]

My lord, Raychel. Yet another painful one of yours to read. It hurts me but thrills me at the same time. Utterly astounding as always... Also, hiya! 🙋

[Poetic Angel]

I've missed reading your writing. I just cant go back to g+, that place is like a cemetary of Amith's destruction, so Im here now. Ive only posted a small amount of my writing here, but at least I havent given up writing. I'm looking forward to your novels Bestie.. Get started!!!

[Timothy McNeil]

Haha! Don't pressure me! ;) That's a good idea, though. I do have novel fragments written. Perhaps I'll post some here. Hmmm...

[Hope]

Wow...this is amazing. You are such an amazing writer. So sorry for the hurt you are experiencing.

[Poetic Angel]

Thank you so much

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

The wind carries many faces and names, it whistles and rushes when you least think of it! Oh girl, write and write all you want, death wont come, death is not a friend of those who need it.

[Poetic Angel]

Death is not a friend of those who seek it.. I like that, Thank you for sharing

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I can relate to this on some level... To be left alone, to seek asylum is what's the greatest fear one can have... This is heart-touching! You conveyed all the emotions amazingly!

[Poetic Angel]

Thank you so much, I appreciate your feedback

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome! ☺

[FIN]

You have captured the ill aspects of death and the aspects of agony from a heart-break in grueling detail and imagery.

Your style is interesting to me. Raw, yet polished.

Always a pleasure reading your work; always engauges the emotions, whilst depicting a scene.

Well written poetry.

[Poetic Angel]

Thank you not only for the praise of my writing, but for validating the pain I am in to create it..
I admire your work as well, very much so.

[FIN]

Aw, thank you, Angel.
That's inspiring for me to read; you're very gifted at your craft. read moreAw, thank you, Angel.
That's inspiring for me to read; you're very gifted at your craft.

I adore the compliment.