Day

Tired eyes, so swollen and so weak. The tears they fall even though it feels as though I have no more at all.
They fall to my burning cheeks. They are so puffy and so red. As I sit here alone wishing for dead.
 My heart lingers for something that is so far from gone. Now all I have left are the memories and our song. So far from reach, I can not breech the thought of you never coming back.
 Why you had to go, and I was forced to stay. In a world that shall only hold darkness for the rest of my days.
 How do I live a life with no meaning. It left with you and all my dreaming. You took so much of me with you on that cold October day. Now only the sadness remains in my ever lasting way.
 Nothing left to do. Nothing left to say. As I sit here and wait for the end of my days.

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AmadeusEx commented on Day

06-25-2009

i can tell you poured your heart into this...heartbreak is a wonderful thing sometimes, you can take it inside you and create something beautiful from it, and as sad as you might think you are, youre much, much stronger as well...well done poem

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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