For You Who Will Never Read ItA Poem by LaurenWritten for someone who never cared enough to take the time.
That place. In the place where I used to fear being, where I used to mourn and ponder until pure exhaustion and isolation, it was never morning but always dusk in shades of silent gray. This is where you left me, a half-hearted hope for your return. Here, where my patience was planted to grow confidence and maturity. Here, in your absence. When you appeared again, I didn't need assistance anymore but a partnership - that which you provided more vibrantly and happily than my furthest imagination. The day was dawning again with love on the horizon, painting my sky a brilliant array of promises, framing scenes of the future. Up the slope you lead me, taking my hand once again. We both climbed to watch the sunrise that greeted us as we reached the top. But here, you slowly yet progressively moved closer to the edge. Little did I know, you were preparing for a fall. Little did I know, it was only for yourself. I had never realized color could be so toxic, eating at the heart in broad daylight. So at the very edge, I pushed you... only because it's what you desired in the end. I couldn't watch you fall this time, knowing it was your decision. So it became mine, a sentiment to the downward spiral of our breakdown. But still, off the edge you carelessly flew. I hope you can realize that flying isn't forever; eventually you'll fall and crash again. And me, left in this place where love has died at the hands of lust and lies and ignorance. This place that I'll walk away from - to heal into the light of a different day, one that you'll never see. And to our place, I will never return.
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2 Reviews Added on June 10, 2009 Last Updated on March 5, 2013 Previous Versions AuthorLaurenAustin, TXAboutWriting is sometimes the only way I can let my words out, so here we go. more..Writing
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