Haunted

Haunted

A Poem by Death Stalker
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For the past month, this has been bothering me.

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I once had a neighbor, a beautiful blonde girl
we met each other when her dog escaped the back yard
and wounded to my house.
My family kept it just in case
if someone's looking.
Someone was, the blonde girl's mother
we returned the dog to the mother
about 2 months later, the daughter came over
introduced herself, and we introduced ourselves as well
afterwards, friendship begun.

We laughed together, we were friends together.
But I made a mistake, I'm always shying away from her.
She's always "pushing" the friendship toward me.
But I always shy away, she always tried to ask me out
to her prom or just to hang out at the movies.
But I keep shying away.
Regardless of her coming over to my house
being neighborly and friendly
I can never get over my shyness.
Toward her beautiful face

2 years ago I moved,
the shyness barricade from my desires
to tell her I moving, so she didn't know
I moved with out her awareness

Now I regret this,
the worst memory of this
the way I try to push her out of my life
is starting to haunt me.
My friendly gestures toward my school friends
has become hostile because of the memory
refused to surrender haunting me.
No matter how hard I try to push this memory away,
I always have little success.

How I longing to bump into her again,
to become friends again
and hopefully that will
 end this horrifying memory
of me keep pushing her away when she asked me out.
I want to curse this shyness
for eternity
for what it have done to me.

I'm almost certain she's still remembers me
for our friendship bond was never over.
But yet, I'm sure me not telling her
I moved, ended the friendship.

I want to curse this shyness
for eternity
for what it have done to me.

© 2012 Death Stalker


Author's Note

Death Stalker
it's a true story...

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Nicely written. I can imgaine the regret that was within. Very descriptive also about your shyness. Good work :)

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Death Stalker
Death Stalker

Tucson, AZ



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I like to write, any story that lurks into my mind. I've been writing as long as I can remember. It all started with nothing to do, it was nighttime... I was sleeping, I have a vivid dream, that ta.. more..

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