I still

hurt has turned my heart into its slave
but only after my surrender
without a fight i fell in love with you
upon my soul your name shall find its engrave

i still search for happiness
but some how it will forever live entangled with your name
i hoped some one would come along
i wondered if what i felt was real
too perfect
i acknowledged my incompetence as you walked away

vicarious learning of some sort i suppose
this heart, this slave i might call my hurt
it never stopped hurting constantly reminding me what love truly is
reminding me how comfortable changes may disappear in an instant

my soul truly desires
my soul truly wants
to be held and to be embraced
it desires the one thing i think is impossible
it desires to fall in love with love that embraces it desires

my disbelief
my dismay
shall comfort me as i walk down this road
as i toss and turn in my rest as life's nightmare continues
joy and laughter has turned once again into blood and tears

Reviews

[Jong Schrijver]

It's a strong poem and very emotional. I think it's well written too and expresses and communicates your feelings.