Sometimes you miss someone so much it hurts.
You could feel the 'tearing'.
It bleeds through your eyes
and every night falls on your pillows.
Pillows
The only witness to tears and cries
Who hears the shouts and screams
Of nightmares turned to reality
Of reality becoming memories
Memories of you and me
Colorful now turned gray
Its hard to learn to love
But harder to unlearn loving you
Loving
You were easy to love
Like each rising of the sun
As definite as the waves
Waves
Of pent up emotions
Anger, sadness and rage
Crashing, washing away the illusion
Illusions
Like the pictures in my head
Of you smiling again
Laughing, loving and whole
A made up you by my side.
- i wish for nights like this to be shorter. I wish for morning to come faster. For the nightmares to stop like the tears in my eyes and the screaming. I'm still getting over the thought that some people are never gonna come back. That what was once a reality has now become a memory. Sometimes you miss someone so much it hurts. I can feel the tearing again.
Poems and Poetry. Words in Perfect Symmetry. Read not to understand but to Feel. Let every rhyme make you smile! Psalm 45:1 "Beautiful words stir my heart.I will recite a lovely poem about the King, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet."
Showing posts with label moving on. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving on. Show all posts
Monday, November 14, 2016
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Life moves on
Life can be a bit melodramatic
Like that sappy part of every love song
The off tune key that makes every bridge
And it moves on
Can I be more specific?
Its like the first heartbreak
Wen you shed a tear or more
And you move on
Lets be honest
Life will suck at times
Hurts so much its tragic
And it moves on
Life can seem like a wheel
They'll be ups and downs
Road bumps on the ground
And it moves on
Though at times desperate and tragic
Life was meant to be fantastic
Its not bout the money or the fame
Its the little moments along the way
And it kips moving on
I'm moving on
So you know just kip moving on
It might be slow but its steady
We'll move on
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