Changing Seasons

Winter-2007

I lost the most precious thing,
When all of a sudden the season changed.
And then you were gone,
Gone for so very very long.
So I attempted suicide,
Longing for a free ride.
A free ride away from the pain,
That keeps coming back again and again.


 Spring-2008

Spring wasn't any better,
As the season grew wetter and wetter.
Tears fell down like rain,
Showing everyone my pain.
I still saw Him every day,
As the pieces of my heart were ripped away.
And as I broke down,
His world continued to go around.

Summer-2008

I dated other guys, sure;
But in the end they did me no good.
I couldn't stop thinking of you,
Because none could love me like you.
You were the best person I ever had,
And when you left me I felt so bad.
I didn't know what to do,
And it was obvious that I couldn't stop loving you.

Fall-2008

The bitter cold wind came back,
As the leaves changed from green to black.
And as everything died around me,
My heart was not beating.
It had frozen solid way back when,
When you were no longer my man.
And as Fall fades to Winter,
My breath will be hindered.
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Yates Avatar
October 28, 2009 at 11:03 AM
Wow, such stong emotion of pain and love. I am truley sorry for your loss...
Fraser Avatar
October 26, 2009 at 10:31 AM
Soup Mail for you Angelita >> James
Fraser Avatar
October 26, 2009 at 9:19 AM
The season's do give us so much to think and write about >> lovely well written poem with a touch of sadness >> James
Freeman Avatar
October 26, 2009 at 7:53 AM
Welcome to soup Angelita, sorry for the loss, your poem was very expressive of the pain, God bless, Sincerely, Love, Moses
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October 26, 2009 at 4:42 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Angelita. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
Bess Avatar
October 25, 2009 at 2:49 PM
this was a good poem because you could feel the pain in it
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