BlondeAmbition Posted August 1, 2008 Share Posted August 1, 2008 Preface: My bf of nearly two years broke up with me due to various reasons, one being our personality differences...but more importantly, our constant fighting, which was largely due to my issues with anxiety/inability to control my emotions and impulses. He was so patient and kind, but even nice guys have their limits. I drove him away, and it's awful. This poem represents my inner turmoil. My tears are the ink for my emotional pen. I think I’ll stay in bed today, And hide beneath my quilt Can’t force a smile Or fake denial No, today…I sleep with guilt. I think I’ll cry alone today, And let each tear drop stain The pillow that sinks into my face Salty shots of self-disgrace Today, I taste my shame. I think I’ll wear your shirt today, Drench my skin with your sweet scent And just like a martyred masochist I’ll torture myself, and reminisce… Today, I wear lament. I think I’ll drink cheap wine tonight Until my heart numbs, forgets, The taste of your lips On the small of my hips Today, I kiss regret. I almost saw the sun today, Almost, and yet, not quite, He peaked and peered, Then disappeared, And sank into the night. I almost laughed aloud today The sound felt faint, and weak, But that smile, while brief, Soaked up the grief That saturates my sorrowed cheeks I think I’ll try to wake today But sun, I feel so weak… “My dearest friend, Come take my hand, And as we rise, You’ll understand The strength you’ve been So desperate to find Already dwells within your mind Time moves slow But, it’s on your side Each day will bring More hope, new light Don’t suffer in silent solitude Turn to friends for fortitude They’ll remind your Heart just how to laugh And with time, You’ll learn to grasp The wisdom tucked beneath the blue With sadness, with tears Comes focus and view Next time your heart feels Punched to death Take deep breaths, And close your eyes… You’re stronger than you realize. Link to comment
Jeen Posted August 1, 2008 Share Posted August 1, 2008 Many a day I feel this way My heart beats fast My heart is lost My bed is my only friend to hold me in this time of guilt and pain. But tomorrow I'll have to dry my face and face this world again. I love it. Thanks Link to comment
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