A Sadness You Simply Cannot Understand

To sit in this silence

A lonely, dangerous silence

And think of you

Is tourture.

 

How could anyone understand

What this is like?

This Emptiness

This Saddness

No one understands it

They can say they do

But truly they don't

 

I don't want to think of you

Then again, I kind of do

But everything reminds me

That you're gone.

You left.

You're not here anymore.

I miss you, still

But you have no clue

You'll never understand

How much I love you

 

I can't wait to go back

To the craziness of school

Even if we don't speak

At least I can see you.

I'll know you're safe.

 

This heartache

It doesn't go away

It's like a recurring nightmare

It intends to stay

It haunts me

But oddly enough

It almost comforts me

 

I wish I could see you

After such a long time

This summer of a living hell

Should no longer be mine

 

I wish I hadn't made the mistake

That forced her to break us up

I wish I could take it back

Wake up from this awful nightmare

And see us together again

See that it was all just a bad dream.

 

Her no contact rule is still enforced

But I still want to talk

You should know about a big mistake I made

That cost me a friend

And made another friendship unstable

 

I worry

I don't want anyone else to tell you

Just me.

You need to hear it from me

But I have to wait

Until the twenty eighth

To see your handsome face

 

Oh, my love

This is a tourture

This is a nightmare

This is a sadness

You simply cannot understand

Reviews

[jvava]

Fantastic poem!
I can tell this is a poem written about your own life - and I love the fact that it is real. It provides it with REAL emotion. REAL feeling. REAL love.
The grammar is great, but again in the 7th stanza is misspelled. Thought I'd let you know. :)
I'm sorry for the sadness that you've had through this summer, but it produced a magnificent poem. I loved it! Great read, splendid write! Keep up the amazing work.

[Alisha Heistand]

Thank you. I appreciate all of your reviews, as they help me grow as a writer. It has been very difficult, but I'm not giving up on him. I can't, and I know what that may sound like to some people, but to be in the situation is different than witnessing or hearing about it

[just_me]

u rock. Seriously. I see much talent, and an understanding that most would not see.