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Jenna Price Poem
Living in grief is killing me
I spend my life trying to fill the huge hole you left
When you walked away
And it's even harder now
Because you said it would never be over
You promised me that
But it is over
The promise was empty
I remember how you built me up so well
And now I know you tear things down just as easily
I still love you, and harbor no hatred or regrets
But I just want to know why I'm not allowed to let you go
I don't want to, but I need to
You were supposedly just a person
But I have a hard time believing that
You were an angel
my life.
You were my reason for living
And since you left, I haven't been able to find a consistent reason to keep going
You were my concrete
My glue
Without you, I fall to pieces
Will I ever have normalcy again?
Everything reminds me of you
So there's nowhere to go
To get away from your memory
You walk my dreams
And mingle with my thoughts
There is no happy place.
Copyright © Jenna Price | Year Posted 2008
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Jenna Price Poem
Look at what you do
How effortlessly you bring me to tears
With nothing more than a memory
How quickly the slightest reminder of you
Melts my happiness down to nothing
I get so confused about you
Because you were the best and worst impact on my life
What should I think of you?
I loved you so much
And I remember how often you saved my life
But now you're ruining it
Even though you never wanted to hurt me
I was so naive
To think that you would always be there
Because you are human
I never thought of you that way
You were perfect
The reason why this life seemed worthwhile
Humans are not perfect
They are ugly, selfish, and uncaring
You were none of these things
The day it hit me
That you were one of them
It felt as if my heart was ripped out
The door protecting the fantasy world you took me to broke off the hinges
The perfect universe in my head is no more
I live in shock of what reality really is
Ironically, you sheltered me from reality
Because I thought a being like you could not possibly be real
You could fix anything
How I miss you, my emotional bandaid
I still, even now, cling to everything that is you
Because it gives me some hope
Cutting the wires that connect me to you
Is the same as suicide
But without you, my wounds don't close
They infect and become the everlasting sting of living
All these other temporary bandages are no good
But now, even if I had you back
It would always be different
Because not even you can close the wound you caused
Copyright © Jenna Price | Year Posted 2008
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Jenna Price Poem
This shouldn't be so hard
Calling myself human and living like the others
And yet it is
I would explain what's wrong
But my mood tints my words
I hate that constant internal elevator
No one ever knows where it will stop
Or if it will
Somewhere in between tears and psychotic laughter
I realize what is happening
But I am an outsider
Watching me
My body and mind are only barely in sync
Their corruption of each other is common
Common enough to inflict the stabbing pain of self-hatred
And to tear a person apart
Underneath the average human flesh disguise
Lies a tormented shell of what was once a person
But the soul is gone
The acid that is hatred
Dissolved it away
And the icy cold that is fear
Prevents any new life
I am ruined
Copyright © Jenna Price | Year Posted 2008
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Jenna Price Poem
You want to put that point to your skin
And feel the pain rushing out
Instead you put the pen to the paper
And scribble what your emotions shout
Pain from the past never goes away
When your mind is set in constant replay
And how that everyone is sick of hearing you cry
You stuff that pain in the box you hide
The sides are bursting
The bottom is worn
From all those loves, dreams, and hopes which were torn
It weighs so much and sits on your mind
So times of relief aren't easy to find
Your box won't last much longer, this you can tell
Because all the tape and bandages aren't holding up too well
You want to empty it, and throw it out
But sadly enough, you don't know how
What you do know is, the box holds all your pain
So when the walls collapse, how will you stay sane?
Copyright © Jenna Price | Year Posted 2008
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