The Beauty In Futility

Futility
my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Elliott Avatar
November 16, 2011 at 1:59 PM
amazing...i love the way your words flow! very talented writer...i look forward to reading more of your stuff!
It Is Rife With Ambiguity Avatar
November 16, 2011 at 12:49 PM
Wow, very meaningful and encouraging reviews, thank you so much for your input, I am truly touched!
Robbins Avatar
November 16, 2011 at 9:26 AM
So conflicted... Such raw and deliberate ranting to that exposed ripped out of your chest heart emotion. That's love at its best; undefinable! I think I'll steer clear of the trappings of this thing called love after being subjected to your diatribe in angst. Please don't get me wrong; you nailed the emotion of one whom has love and lost (I've been there, I know) and at the same time reading 'TBIF' makes all the hidden emotions in me rise up and reminds me why my solitude has its merits.
Cooke Avatar
August 3, 2011 at 4:53 AM
a beautiful heartache if there is such a thing. tenderly written, emotional poetry, excellent write i like a lot well done
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