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Ian M Dec 2011
It feels like eternity,
but I know one thing is true.
If this was eternity,
I’d still be with you.

They say this will get easier,
that life will be good.
I don’t want to listen now,
just let me hide among the woods.

The radio, it spoke to me,
like no one has before.
It told me life goes on,
to keep living because there is more.

And more I shall believe,
with all these new friends.
I met them but a fortnight,
but they’ve already helped me mend.

Yes it’s difficult,
you knew me so well.
And I knew you too,
that which you did tell.

No, it won’t be easy,
but nothing is impossible.
Fate has pulled us apart
so let us be reasonable.

Separation may be good,
we both have our support.
“Yet we don’t have each other”
would be a fair enough retort.

Yes we do,
it’ll just take time.
I (for one) have to get used
to not calling you mine.

I do feel emotion,
I do feel pain.
But life pushes through
like sunlight through the rain.

And so we will move on,
we must to survive.
Take one breath at a time,
to remind you you’re alive.

You’ll be you and I’ll be me,
separately we’ll grow.
I just want to assure you,
what I gave was no show.

Life moves along
and we must catch up,
find your friends
and ask them to help you up.

Live long, live well.
Live your life as you will.
Happiness only comes
once you’ve had your fill.
Ian M Dec 2011
I write this and I am
Tired
of all that I can
Feel
the hatred of those
Who
just don’t care.

The cold creeps through my
Bones
white like marble
Time
covers the
Pain
caused by all.

Exhaustion creeps through me
like the shadows of the moon.
Yet I know that sometime,
healing will start.
I just hope it comes soon…

I long for sleep
I long for peace
I pray for serenity.

Feeling the creak of my bones
The pain in my joints
The weakness of my muscles
The beating of my heart.

It’s all a waste
And I can taste
The sweet embrace of death.
Ian M Dec 2011
I cried when I broke her heart
I’m not too scared to say.
It wasn’t easy
but it’s never supposed to be
Is it?

We try to find
what we really want,
searching far and wide
Sometimes too far and too wide.

What we had, in my own opinion,
was amazing.
Mostly.
Was it supposed to be completely?
Maybe…?

It wasn’t something I cared for,
that reason why I cried.
But the tears helped wash away the pain,
and helped me realize.

I still love her.
Not the same, but still.
She’s been to Hell and back
and I just stoked the flames.
But I love her.

I don’t think I’ll forget her,
the times I care to remember.
They were good times,
truly they were.

I guess I’ve come to terms with it,
but a little action wouldn’t hurt…
All joking aside (or was it a joke?)
I hope she’s okay.

I never meant to hurt
either her or me.
What’s done is done
and I’m still here,
got no plans to go anywhere.

Anytime soon now,
something may happen
and when it does I’ll be ready
to make it right.

For me.
Ian M Dec 2011
Before I lay me down to sleep
I cleanse my mind of thee.
These striking thoughts
the stirring pots
of all thy childish glee.

Leave me now to my rest,
be gone from within.
Imagination, I’ll see you on the morrow
in sadness, joy or sorrow.

— The End —