The Frost

How long can I still endure the pain?...pain of love...

Frozen tears on my cheeks

Enduring the bruises in my abused heart

While looking at the night stars

Wishing that I never existed

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I can’t get over the pain

Thinking if I’ll have the chance

To see another tomorrow

Or continue to feel this

Endless torment

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I asked one of the stars

If I am a burden to this world

Because I’m here all alone

Suffering from this total misery

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As the cold zephyr touched my skin

Another tear rolled down then freezes

Remembering all the heavy ache

I carried on my back beyond these times

All by myself

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Can I ever see my rainbow again?

How I hope to find my lost candle

To melt the freezing cold ice trapping my heart

Wishing to escape this painful frost of tears

Author's Note

So emo right now!T_T

Reviews

[Shellie]

I love the style it was written in - the questions asked and the feelings all wrapped together. But it was also written with such skill ; real emotions readers can identify with but in a poetic style from a poetic mind. I love it!

[Gone]

I wish I couldn't understand this as well as I do but you bring back some vivid memories that I once blocked out. Well done for writing about this. Your picture is vivid and haunting and brings to light that which only has real power when it is hidden in the dark. (BTW Having completely dealt with the pain, I now help others do the same, when I can) Excellent write.

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"Can I ever see my rainbow again?
How I hope to find my lost candle
To melt the freezing cold ice trapping my heart
Wishing to escape this painful frost of tears"

{a very imagitic-with a
'lost love mood'--
great poem-
really i love every verse}

"As the cold zephyr touched my skin
Another tear rolled down then freezes
Remembering all the heavy ache"

more great lines...love it...

james:-)

[Blackenedheart13]

I like the begging, and I especially like the parts about asking questions to the night sky. It's kinda like asking and already knowing the answer and it fuels itself. It's like Freud's concept of melancholia. I like your poetry, its simple and has a very deep implication.