You'll Always Find Me

You'll Always Find Me

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Another breakup poem. Yep. This is all true, none of it is really a metaphor.

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I talked to God today

He helped me talk to you

A stroll down memory lane

And for once I didn’t see blue

‘Cuz our fingers were intertwined

Walking down the avenue

Your hand in mine

Empty inside

Is how you left me

But it won’t break my stride

Yeah, it does sound kinda crazy

But I think I’ll be alright

I just wish you’d see

How the light left my eyes

Would you regret it, maybe ?

After that phone call that night

I still can’t find sleep

Since you walked out of

My life

 

But I’m laying down the line

Because this just ain’t fair

You were never even mine

So why do I care ?

That you picked her instead ?

Made me too afraid

To sleep in my own damn bed

Where memories were made

Now they’re just dead

So today

I talked to God

And you know what he said?

 

Get up, fess up.

So what ? You messed up.

Can’t always trust love

But

 

You gotta look deep inside

Can’t cry and hide

Away from your problems

They’ll still be there

As will i

But he will never be

So let him live his affair

And maybe he will see

 

But if he dares, I say

Come back to me

I’ll refuse to open up

For he messed up

Too.

And he can’t make me lose.

By myself is more than enough

I don’t need to choose

Between happiness

And love

And honestly,

Who knew ?

Not me

But that’s nothing new

 

Yeah, me and God ?

Today we talked

About you and I

On my bike trail walk

And I'm not gonna lie

It killed me

Though i had already

Died

A long time ago

When Momma

Had to go

And my Daddy didn't know

What was going on

There was no love

To fall upon

 

Now i search to fill the hole

On the left of my chest

Where my heart should go

You were different from the rest

And yet..

 

There i stood

Where we once had

Saying how we would

Never let it get as bad

As it somehow did

So just like you

I turned my back

And turned toward Home

No heart to crack

But God only knows

 

My home will always be

In His Arms

Not my friends

Not my family

And definetly

Not yours

© 2011


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i loved it and i related it so much

Posted 11 Years Ago


The raw pain of this poem gives it legitimate power, and the assertiveness that remains allows for hope at the end. Good, solid write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This, I think, has a very good basis. There is a lot of power here, both in ideas and in the way you've put some of the words together. However, it is pretty long, and while some people will be self-motivated to read through the whole thing, many people are going to skim and skip, and miss out on some of the gems you have in the poem later. So, I think it would benefit you to break this up into two or three shorter poems, focusing on being succinct and powerful.

All this being said, again, I do like this. The emotion is real and, as I said, some of the imagery is pretty good, too.

Posted 12 Years Ago


"Get up, fess up.
So what ? You messed up.
Can’t always trust love"
Good wisdom in the poem. Lessons are many in a life. I like the way you led the reader to a very strong ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


The story about the bike trail walk and the recollection of a lost parent is very sad. There is a deep sense of loneliness in that. But as you say God is there to fill all voids. Not for all of us perhaps. But if he works he works. Perhaps in a world where we can't trust others for whatever reason he earns his right to our love.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nice write :) Really enjoyed it especially the last stanza.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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