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In
Bits
And
Pieces,
You
Make
Me
                                        Feel.
Even
If
It's
Carelessly.
Remember us?
Remember then?
Those days we were the best of friends
Our hearts were close
And our bond was strong
But placement of my hope was wrong

Remember us?
Remember when?
I thought our love would never end
You took my heart
Made me believe
But now it's hard to even see

Once you felt
And once you cared
What of the passion that we shared?
That love is gone
No you and me
I think of you and I can't breathe
I've lost a precious part of me

Losing you has always been
Among my greatest fears
To have what you and I had then
I yearn with every tear
I miss the tie that we had then
And think of what we could have been
I love you now
As I did then
For you were my most cherished friend

Now, as I try to get my head clear,
I'm hopelessly wishing those days were still here
Each thought of you is
A brand new tear
While I'm left alone wishing
That you were still here
|Written August 4th, 2011|

"Then" is a rewrite of "Faded", based this time on a real and very personal experience.


© 2017 A.D. Sifford.
I'm okay with you sharing my poems, but I ask that you show courtesy. Please be honest about the authorship by attributing it to my name. Thank you,
- Sifford
So this is defeat.
This place in which helplessness and discontentment meet.
This off rhythmic step to a melancholy beat.

It seeps into the creeks where light once resided.
Confiding to no one the fears that I hide when shedding my tears in places pride cant thrive in.

Defeat.

This feeling that cant be beat nor destroyed.
This strong-force that makes all joyful things void.
In this world so dark and dim, I ask myself "where do I begin?"
How do I open the windows to my soul to shed the light in?

For it's harder than it seems... the fall of shattered broken dreams.
This place where self-destructive schemes and life's worn down seams meet.

Defeat.




*-Bobbie Leigh
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