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Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

Follow you in my mind it’s true Concentration makes me blue Always am I chained to regret The loss of your beauty An uncertain depth I play in my mind a doll of you Hug and squeeze like little girls do And when I can see the unbleard world The loss I incurred is echoed and heard My stillness does wrath unseen My dream a nightmare I moan and scream My heart beats I feel in each a death Like waking to find myself unblessed Living the definition of obsessed Seeking a way to revive this death Gone, gone, gone says time The never again has committed it’s crime Emotion does torture the willing mind What I do to myself is so unkind

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Phyllis Babcock

Date: 10/13/2023 1:03:00 PM

It is filled with emotion of turmoil of love of pain of regret. I like the second last line as we are hard on ourselves for how we feel. love phyl

Karen Croft

Date: 10/7/2023 4:13:00 PM

Enjoyed reading. Lots of emotions soaring. Thanks for your comment!

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 10/7/2023 3:00:00 PM

the last two lines truly tugged on my heart. How often I allow my emotions to torture me...I'm unkind to myself--a type of unkindness I wouldn't inflict upon any one. Your rhyme scheme flows as you express your loving for missing loved on. Yes, breaking up is hard to do...Time is brief..we learn as we go..sounds like you're doing so. I enjoyed the read...may you have a pleasant weekend, Sara

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 10/7/2023 12:49:00 PM

I love the line, "the never again has committed its crime." Love, loose, regret, forget. Rinse and repeat until the cycle gets broken.

Karen Jones

Date: 10/7/2023 12:09:00 AM

Missing a loved one is a painful experience. Your words full of love are beautifully somber. Love never dies and the one who loved YOU would not want you to suffer. Hugs

Bill Baker

Date: 10/6/2023 11:27:00 AM

"Emotion does torture the willing mind. What I do to myself is so unkind." Many people suffer from this statement, TS. We are our own worst enemy. We sometimes do to ourselves what we'd never imagine doing to another person. Thanks for sharing your thoughts through your poetry, my friend. Bill

The Situation
Date: 10/6/2023 10:10:00 PM

It's a reality That most of us know of.

Ink Empress

Date: 10/6/2023 12:16:00 AM

Those last two lines and ur rhymes are brilliant and so true its hard breaking up with someone or even habit, it takes alot of strength to let go, i felt this one! Acceptance is the way to move on, som things are just not meant to be. Well said

Yehoshua Yochanan

Date: 10/3/2023 7:11:00 PM

Hey there, The Situation. I really liked this poem. With each line that I read, my imagination creates an image or scenario. This is a beautiful poem, and it's painful too.