Gone

Gone

I touch your face with my sweaty palm,
I see the love but the feeling is gone.
You look through me, your smile so calm,
I remember that feeling, when your love was won.

I hate to feel this, but it’s no longer there.
What used to be happy now is no more the same.
I used to be faithful; I used to really care,
Now I don’t feel serious; my excuses are lame.

Maybe I’m tired of all the screaming and shouting,
I blame myself more than I blame you.
Maybe I’m sick of all the cussing and doubting,
I can’t stay this way; I know you feel it too.

It pains me to see you cry, to see you walk away,
But I’d rather hurt you now than lie forever.
Find someone else, there’s no use for you so stay,
I’m sorry for the hurt, but happiness you won’t find with me, never.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Agustin Avatar
December 23, 2024 at 10:33 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
A   Avatar
March 23, 2016 at 10:09 PM
Markee, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
A  Avatar
January 16, 2016 at 6:08 PM
Markee, enjoyed reading the words you poured on your poem. Have a wonderful day. **SKAT**
Allison Avatar
September 15, 2014 at 2:28 PM
oh Markee its sad when a relationship ends but when things aren't going as you would like sometimes it is for the best - the last stanza and especially 'But I’d rather hurt you now than lie forever' are very sensitively written:-) Hugs jan x
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September 15, 2014 at 3:47 PM
Words are fresh from my bleeding heart, Jan. Haha!
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