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Insanity might be making plans,
But I hear the winds utterance,
To reminisce only shows you're human,
Tear drops might not be pain,
But a memory finding its way,
You left my heart homeless,
Thought love provides shelter,
That first kiss was careless,
But at the time it was all that matters,
Does she notice your mood swings,
Does she know your flare for a neck kiss,
The spot that tickles most,
How you go quiet when at your worst,
How calm can she be when the anger drifts in,
The right words your ear craves for,
But if all this was important,
Why am I left with just a pillow to cuddle,
And a salty tear drop that paints my lips,
All I hear is he's no good,
We told you,
Maybe insanity is closer,
Because the voices are getting louder,
An exit from life would be an exit from pain,
So I stupidly overdose,
Waiting on my soul to evaporate,
From the shackles of love.
You remember that kiss
The one after the word beauty
The expression of your personality
You remember that high night
The twilight after the baby was taken out
As our promises synced with the waves
And our names engraved on the sand
Appreciation of nature left us conscious
You said forever is our bond
Now I’ve seen time mock love
I see the union between pain and memories
How can I accept this
Is your departure meant to be my bliss
It’s five years and I’m still right here
The very depth you kept me in
Death shall see not my forgiveness
Since he gifted me with your demise
Talk to God but he never listens
So I talk to man who keeps the truth hidden
Life’s true meaning now stings
Birth of infidelity from deceit
Death of loyalty from loss of identity
There’s pain in secrets
Aches in words if we listen
Depth from days of thinking
Could the soul be empty
Lingering and searching
She spoke of my pain
She said she witnessed it for years
My bruised heart that craved for love
The very same one that caught me off guard
Should there be a reason for an act
Or a season to react
What would have been left without the pills
A damaged soul with nothing left to feel
Am I on the right path?
The present is not telling,
But I still keep the pace going,
Times get hard,
Perseverance leans back,
Shy tears drop,
Negative thoughts dance loosely,
No chain to drown its grip,
Mama's words are always at my tip,
Who knew hope will be this strong,
My pride no longer feels among,
But the one at the  top,
Talent and uniqueness purified me,
Making my footprint immortal,
Who ever inherits the mantle,
Should expect surprise battles,
But still remember my name,
Not for the fame but the brain,
And remember that hard times forever don't stay the same.

— The End —