Logan Saucillo Poet I do not know?

Ghost In the Mirror

Sleeping alone is better than living a lie!
You've worn my conscience dry.
I will not forgive you.
I will not forget.
Deception is dead.
I don't wanna go back.
My heart never strayed.
You are the one who let this fall to the ground.
I screamed your name for days.
My echoes were the only returning sound. 
This misery is now your business.
And i don't feel like being your company.
Now I am the voices you hear.
But I am no longer near.
I am now the ghost in your mirror.
As you look at the past through pictures.
You're screaming into your reflection.
You're wondering where have I gone.
As you let out your own sad song.
I have pressed on and I'm never looking back.
The only thing behind me is the past and my shoe tracks.
I won't look back.
You let me go, now that I'm gone, you'll be alright.
Or will you? 
The pain that you feel can be nothing compared to what you caused me.
Changing me from a shell of the man that i used to be.
Now more prepared than ever for what awaits ahead.
I'll walk this road on my own, without you anywhere in sight.
I'm leaving you in the dust, how does it feel now that I've given up the fight? 
You thought that I'd always be on your side.
You betrayed me, now I'm going to live my own life.
I don't need this hurt in my heart, I don't need these thoughts of you in my mind. 
I've buried them so far deep into the back of my head.
You're dead.
You're dead to me. 
You let out your screams, but they fail to meet my ears.
You're losing your mind, how the hell does it feel? 
Sleepless nights.
Insomnia.
Your nightmare's arrived.
But your nightmare has become as real as it gets.
This is the life that you wanted, now your mind flooded with regret.
Your heart aches, as I walk, as I runaway.
The sun has set for you.
The nightmare is here to stay.

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Noura Nagy February 2, 2010 at 1:01 PM brilliant , amazing piece of art logan .. loved reading every single line !!!

Brittany Moon December 11, 2009 at 12:38 PM wow...that's verycompelling...i love it...the further i went into reading it, i started to feel like i was going to cry...its a fantastic poem...a masterpiece, i must say...keep up the great poetry, and God Bless You...---Brittany--

Colleen Bono December 9, 2009 at 12:53 PM Very nicely said.I hope all is well today.My mood is so,so today.Just hanging in there.I am waiting for another poem to come to me.It will soon.

Jay Loveless December 8, 2009 at 9:38 AM Perfect.

Danielle White December 7, 2009 at 11:13 PM poem, for you, by A.E. Housman: When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, "Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free." But I was one-and-twenty, No use to talk to me. When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, "The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; 'Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue." And I am two-and-twenty And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.

Danielle White December 7, 2009 at 11:07 PM Jeez, I'd forgotten what it felt like to be young and pissed off! Ah, youth, raging against inequity. When you're as old as me, your shell will be much thicker. You rock. ***Danielle***

Jessica Arteaga December 7, 2009 at 3:35 PM very strong! seemed like a most needed right for you..maybe better heard with a scream. great fill of emotion in this poem.