hurtA Poem by shoaib
The end came with winter’s first frost
Is it okay with you that friendship was the cost? The December snow fell and the heart I won got lost Remember your hearted I’s and hearts criss crossed? We all trip up but not all of us grow soft The same heart you ripped up, spit at trust and walked it off And it’s true I used my words as my weapons but I’m still rendered helpless against your swords of deception I surrendered to neglected moments of affection The communication’s cease holds up my chords when they mention Your name… this blame game, s**t it’s all same with misguided conceptions Self-made inventions without verbal intervention I see myself fade from all known convention So I thought to myself should I ignore her or choose confrontation Knowing either way we would lose our safe stations Like black holes in space I feel like I’m falling from grace And the only way to save face dissipates my patience Knowing the significance of hate’s connotations Feeling it seems to emancipate my hurt mind’s emotional abrasions All this time I’ve been running I don’t know what towards I think now I was running away but time forced me to spring forwards I don’t know what I was thinking the day I spoke those three words Because when I saw you laugh I thought it would last Just how were you able to catch me in your grasp? I latched on to you and I guess I got to attached OH! that night we danced then you told me that “friend” was a new romance I can’t… I won’t do this b***h, I already gave you a second chance So look at me now and say what you want to say because when I walk away I’m not going to give you a second glance Some stories need to be told and just can’t be summarized Stolen glances you stole from my soul with those summer eyes I guess I’ll see you around, round like your deep brown iris I still feel your affect, the side effect of my love was blindness When I went home that night I said to myself “Would I risk?” Knowing the truth or get left hunting the youth missed What the f**k was in you that I couldn’t resist? I don’t want to reminisce on the kiss I wish I didn’t know what it was like because they say “ignorance is bliss” And as the pain became deep I let myself sink beneath I’ll never forget how the light faded to white The night you made my sky turn black Seems we said words we didn’t mean but we can never have this time took back This is not a dream, I told you once leave I’ll never have my eyes look back I just thought you lay inside me when you sat beside my side Do you know what it’s like to be filled with cries That just can’t subside because you placed contrived lies where my soul resides? Apart from ties new guises arise The sunsets survive but their constant tries to rise I’ve just about given up, I just don’t give a f**k Don’t believe in all that mushy stuff or luck In essence the blessing of fate’s testing atrophied my faith in relying and guessing, Loving not lusting, on it and stressing I was honest and trusting Looking above I see white doves regressing I confess for the longest time I was suppressing Obsessing over what I would say to you and distressing Over and over sequentially, consequentially it was played in my head Eloquently spoken but silence was the only thing actually said Funny how at one time your love to me was essential You were quintessential; my someone special But love like hate has the potential to grow exponential Maybe she’ll think about me one day and then she’ll… F**k it, I don’t know what I what her to say or know how she’ll feel I just want to find someone to carry me away and show me love that’s real I long for the day when this flame fades away like the sun into the shade Because soon we’ll go our separate ways, the price being paid, I will not be the one afraid So deep we were into, and despite all the s**t we’ve been through I want to live… and yes, I want you to live too And I want you to be happy… I just don’t think I can ever forgive you © 2011 shoaibFeatured Review
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Added on May 5, 2011Last Updated on May 5, 2011 Authorshoaibmiami, FLAboutyou can call me S. I'm a 26 year old artist from boston, now living in miami more..Writing
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