This is the first real poem I ever wrote, and i gotta say.. I'm not proud of it.
What did I ever do to you, where did I go wrong
Why did I lose your love and why has it bin so long
I did not mean to hurt you, I did not mean to kill
I don't know what I really did, but I know it makes me ill
To see you from a far off place, to know I lost your trust
To know that I can never be enough
How did I lose that, how can I get it back
Can I even? Perhaps I'll never know.
I wish I could make it up to you, I wish I could fix the broken
But nowhere in this ice I have, can I find the token
The key to better things, to things I'll never feel, to things that could heal
Could heal this crack, this tare in my soul
The pain I feel, the blame I take, but please, please...
This peace alone I cannot make
This reason, this purpose of heart
These I lost forever, and I cannot bring them back
At least... Not without help... but only on person can help me I think...
He alone can take me there, he alone can heal me
But I lost him, I lost his love..
I lost his trust, I lost his faith
And there is no way I know to fix the break
So drown me, lose me, kill the pain
The pain in this wretched heart, this chunk of ice
This piece of forsaken stone that holds no place for emotion
How can I continue on my own?
How can I go on alone?
I cant
I can't make it to the other side
I'm lost in darkness, one solitary point of heat, fading fast, going cold
But light.. faint light..
Could it be? No. No hope for me, not in this deepness, not in this place
And yet... And yet it is there, another faint point, and pain..
Pain more intense than ever imagined, pain unanticipated, pain unexpected
Sharp and hard and too real, but now I am interested
So I look, I reach out, I touch and i feel, and i lose my mind
To a place they can never again find
I am gone, I am lost, but no longer alone
This other point has come with and we search for a home
May be we will find one, may be we will die
But this other point saved me and to him I will cry
And I will be there for him, I will stand strong
And we'll go on forever, as long and as long
As it takes to make peace, peace with our souls
Then we'll live, and we'll die, and we'll bury our bones
And the world will turn on, as long and as long
As the people inside it find points of their own
For this is the way that we heal ourselves, this is the reason we try
To find the right point, and then to live, and then after that, we'll die
And we hope we have left a tale, a story or two for our children to tell
A legacy, a legend, and a rumour from hell
But our bones have bin buried, our past bin retold
And the world goes on turning
And we can do nothing, for this is the end
The end of our lives, the end of our era, the end of our time
The end of it all, and we wait for the day when we can have peace
And sleep for eternity, and never have pain
Never again
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PoetrySo I write poetry. These are bored poems, random poems, depressed poems. But my brother tells me they're good, so I'm sharing them on his advice...