I Am Trying

NOTE: Parenthesis is the female speaking, in this poem we shall call her Luna.

Can you feel the heart beat inside your head?

Does it not make you wonder if you should dread,

Such a future, lying ahead.

Oh dear Lord, maybe I am better off dead.

So you call me, just to whine and curse,

You allow me, to be the toy in your purse.

And I guess my dear it could be worse,

But I'm so sick of wailing every forbidden emotion into one page of paper!

And I am starting to grow really sick and tired of the ill burning taper!

You are not my light, any longer.

I would give you my kiss, if you were stronger.

But I guess it isn't you that I should blame.

I, myself, am not going anywhere anyway.

So you yell for me, just to cry and beg,

You want this, but I'm on my last leg.

I worry about the fate inside my head!

and I can feel the emotions growing up against my throat.

This, with your brisk hands, will be the final stroke!

Lay off my skin!

Please, put your clothes back on and let's quit!

Go away from me!

Pull away from the beautiful eyes I see,

Because beauty can be deceiving!

You are not my light, any longer.

I would give you my kiss, if you were stronger.

But I guess it isn't you that I should blame.

I, myself, am not going anywhere anyway.

So you show me all the starry tears, clouding up your eyes.

And you would dare not let me forget the simple way you cried.

Where are my thoughts going? They should tarry away from you!

But instead, quiet the opposite is exactly what they intend to do!

(Oh doll why run from me!)

Because you keep me sickening!

(What is your sympathy?)

A sickness in your face.

But I can't turn away! (Oh doll don't turn away.)

I won't turn away...

Try Leaving

You heard me, I said I would never turn away.

(I'm so happy.) Darling are you sure?

(Oh yeah,) This, you know isn't pure.

(Stop saying all that,)

Well I can't.

It's too sorrowful to face my misery in this place,

(Then just get away but don't return because I will not chase)

I don't plan on my return, (Well then just burn)

But baby, listen, do as you wish,

(O, I will without a second thought)

Secretly, you'll remember happiness, all that I had brought.

(Are you sure? Because what about that of mine.

Did I not do the same to you every single time.

You used to be mine.)

Oh love, used to is such an overrated term.

All the times you brought it to me it would soon after crash and burn.

(Oh dear sweet boy, now it is my turn:

You try to play it off all great,

well you're too late,)

Stop! Stop there!

I remember the sick twisted things you tried on me.

Can you not see? Are you blind!

The proof is right in front of me!

We should have ended these horrid concoctions of so many!

  Just Free Me

(Just Free Me)

Reviews

[mandy]

i like this,,,,in fact, i know a couple who are in just such a conflicted relationship..thanks for sharing.

[Ella]

AMAZING!
I love this, it is so beautiful and I could actually see and hear this whole thing playing out in front of me. What was your inspiration? It reminds me of one of my favourite songs Burning Hearts. This is amazing!

[TheLastEclipse]

Life was my inspiration... Not being dramatic at all. I promise nothing but life inspired me.

[Ella]

Oh no, that isn't dramatic at all, I understand :) I don't care what inspired you, I am inspired by songs all the time. "Run" was inspired by a song...

[TheLastEclipse]

Well it is good so I say it was a rather genuine burst of inspiration.

[Ella]

Ya, I guess so...