Noose.A Poem by Lydia
You don’t know what it is to love. The grandeur, the splendor, All is lost on an unthinking heart. The humbleness of a subtle look, All it took, But I refuse to let you take anymore. You’ve hurt me time and time again Kicking me always when I’m down Smashing my heart, my soul, my love Upon the dusty dried-out ground. You say those three words too often. Hello, Goodbye, Please, Thanks, But I never realized how little they meant, How much time I spent trying to teach you What it means to say “I love you”. And I want to end it, but too much fear lingers, Fear of death, not yours but mine, Struggling, grasping, You throw me a rope, Finally, But it’s right around my neck. © 2008 Lydia |
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Added on May 1, 2008 AuthorLydiaSeattle, WAAboutI'm Lydia. I write free verse. Nature is freedom. My Bird, I am forever changed. Rest in Peace, my beautiful friend. Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginativ.. more..Writing
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