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I wrestled with the black sea
that brood inside of her,
but nothing I possessed
could stop that dark tide
from taking her.
The poem is actually a line from a short story I wrote about a man trying to deal with his wife's depression
 Apr 2015 Anastasia Loves You
Van
I wish you would leave and never return
I got rid of your letters i just let them burn

i returned your sweater that i borrowed last year
i did it without shedding even one tear

i packed the rest of your things away in a box
i threw it in the river and sank it with rocks

i deleted your number and all the messages you left
i may hurt now but i know its for the best

one day i'll look back and not remember your name
or any of the things you did to drive me insane

it wont hurt forever maybe just for a while
maybe in the future i'll think  back and smile

what you taught me was tough but it had to me done
it ****** that it changed us, that wasn't much fun

i am better now then i was before
one day you'll wish you could've loved me more

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