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Pain

she didnt let him, she told him to stop, the words were to much, for her once fragile heart, she took his only place, the one he felt alive, and let him whisper slowly that without her he was sure he would die, she left him all alone, and in his misery he fled, consumed by all the pain that echoed in his head, she pushed him away, until he was no more, and left him, without a place in the world, his eyes filled with tears, reflections of her own, and stole away his breath, cut him to the bone, time stopped moving, as there was no life left to live, for to him she was everything, to her thats what he would give, and how their mistakes made their hearts break, still they needed each other so much, but she tried to push away, to disconnect from their love, he thought she didnt love him, hate was the word he used, but told her, baby id still do anything for you, and now we cant breath, seperated so far, now i cant see, my eyes always burn, now im sorry, that i pushed him away, because though i convinced him other wise, in my heart he always stayed. i should do something the girl whispered in the night, theres more that i could do to win this fight, and bring him back to my lonely heart, forever id tell him, never again would we be apart do you feel this pain i do? soffocating? can you barely breath, your body not listening? can you barely see, crying but not admitting. it hurts us so much. this emotion we refuse to touch. but swear, lets just swear we'll make it though. and that its one that we never put another through.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/12/2014 9:14:00 AM
still readin ya'...just saYin!~
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Date: 12/16/2009 6:34:00 AM
I think 'pain' gives a good impression of the words you speak of. I'd use 'guilt' in there as well because the subject seems most heartwrenched on the mistake she made by pushing him away. Just add fear and lonliness to the mix and you have a recipe for disaster of the self, one I've come across enough times in my life to spot it when I see it. Thanks for your comments R. I haven't been writing as much because it's hard to think of anything else to say...happy holidays.
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Date: 12/13/2009 8:45:00 PM
I posted a new poem.
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