Goodbye Perfect WorldA Poem by ThoctarI´m Back~! Never thought you´d see me again did you? Well downturn in my life equals more poems for you, so here it is!Goodbye Perfect World I had a perfect world once I had found the perfect life I thought I could forget all that had transpired I thought I could move on I had become used to his new life This life without the past This place I never could have dreamed existed The glass I thought was concrete Goodbye Perfect World You shall be mourned for eternity Hello Sorrowful, Destroyed World You shall kill me inside Always worried Always wondering Always hearing Always knowing And yet the prospect of being lied to The prospect of this all being hidden From that which broke my world Is scarier than this It is losing that which created the perfect world It is what hurts above all I miss the perfect world already And it has only been broken for but 24 hours I am lost without a saviour I am bleeding out from the pain As I sit here in sorrow Typing these words of my soul It still happens The source still exists And there is nothing I can do about it Powerless Hopeless All of the feelings of my past returning Killing me in one fell swoop And as I lie here, my lifeblood weeps Gushing out of me in a painful torrent I know what is happening I know what I feel As the pains of old wash over my body I do not regret the choices I have made I only wish that salvation will come again And that I can regain perfection I walk across the plains Of my tortured mind Knowing every second I stay The source of my pain is still torturing me And the thoughts worm their way into my soul Until I am wracked with torturous pain I plug my ears and cover my eyes And breathe to cut out the thoughts Goodbye Perfect World, I enjoyed my bliss Goodbye Perfect World, I enjoyed thy beauty Goodbye Perfect World, I wish I had ye back As I fall slowly into the black
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1 Review Added on October 8, 2011 Last Updated on October 8, 2011 AuthorThoctarNew Liskeard, Northern Ontario, CanadaAboutInterested in history, politics, ideology, really anything intelligent. Always willing to accept criticism, I can only get better. I write poems occasionally, I never saw them as good, but some friend.. more..Writing
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