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Being part of the BF community is an interest of mine as well
As I gaze into oblivion I repeatedly think to myself “why is it me that is set to suffer”, agonising pain I endure daily because of what you did to me, I wake up and I die every day, wishing death to engulf me as once before, I clutch where my heart should be, I remember I gave it to you, ever hoping for it to return to me in the state I gave it you.
I wait for one day that my heart will return to my own possession, the longing for it only delays it, aching without it and burning with it, it is a sad fate which I am doomed to, why is it that you will not return that which I need to me? You stole it from me for your own use to keep it under lock and key, each request I make for it back is answered with ignorance, ignorance is bliss? Then bliss hurts greater than people realise.
Once more a day crawls by, agonised by my loneliness, ever craving that cavity in my chest to be filled, like the good times where I would hold you, where I was complete, whole, the sad truth struck me when you left that I would need you more than I thought I would, if I had known the pain that would ensue the departure I would have held onto you as tightly as I could, too late do I realise, and now I die here, broken and unfeeling.
Once more I gaze out onto those fields of despair, the pain in my mind a burning supernova as I remember those times we shared, the raindrops fall on the window, the very heavens themselves crying as they feel my pain, my finger runs along that window, down the path and to the spot we first met, one thing is for certain, the heavens are not crying alone…
I continue to look out the window, placing my palm on it reaching out to that field, my chest seizes up as I press that spot, our very first kiss, the moment of bliss I once remembered is a moment of insanity knowing that it was there you stole my heart, cut me open so gently and stole my heart so soothingly, the tears continue to roll as I turn my head, no more can I stand.
I throw myself back down holding my pillow, clutching it so tightly I tell myself “no more…. I can take no more”, I punch it harshly, thrash it around the room, throwing myself back down on the bed I stare at the ceiling, reaching around my bedside for a knife, I clutch it tightly “no turning back this time…”
one of my poems, there are others, look around on the poetry thread |
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call me dan please!!
"ur such a failure, i mean, you failed so bad that you f**k dogs"
"hey, dont get jealous, at least im getting a good f**k"
Thankies to all who voted for me
oh by the way... my profile pic if/when it loads is a picture i took from a game (i was bored), Pimms is an alcoholic beverage, there is an advert in Britain "Anyone for Pimms?" |
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