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 Sep 2014 Lambert Mark Mj
Lavirna
We always seem to fall for those who break us the most
With every lie you said about me,
I didn't slander your name back.
With every piece of childish gossip
I heard- I moved on and back on track.
With the jealous rage and anger that
you put a scar upon my head,
I pulled myself back up to carry on
one day to find awaking in a hospital bed.
I was foolish to even trust you,
and shed too many tears in vain.
I found myself one day when I
decided not to go through that again.
I got back up and carried on with a new
vow and lease on life.
That I would never trust completely
and not take any more abuse or strife.
I got back up and on my own
I came out on top unscathed
For that battle is done and finished
and a new way I have paved.
I am not alone when by myself
nor darkness or anything rise against me anymore.
For I am still here as I got back up
and have God with me to walk that shore.
To not know where I stand, destroys
me more than you will ever know.
Everytime I try to communicate with you,
you never respond driving me nuts.
And I've been trying to say everything I can making
me sound annoying, but that's what people
do when they're trying to fight for someone.
They fight and fight.
You were my sanity, and I could tell you everything.
Embarrassing moments from elementary school,
my darkest times, and everything in between.
But I guess that's my fault for being dependent on
someone.
I know that you care, but not enough to keep trying.
What's awful is I wished someone had caused a big
commotion just so I knew the reason to why
our friendship ended the way it did
instead of wondering why it had happened.
A month ago we started to distant, and around that
time, the picture of us fell down.
I never really thought much of it, but as days
passed by it kept falling, whereas the other pictures stayed .
As our friendship just kept getting more distant
it fell for the last time, and I decided to put it
away in my memory box, because you're just a memory now,
And I'm not trying to keep our friendship going anymore.
I don't just write, I read!
I get so inspired by your
work I just can't help but
get ideas for further work
of my own. So if it looks
like I'm just posting, please
know that I do read,
and what I write is in

*your honor!
I also try to comment and repost.
I take my time reading,
and often reread.
There are SO MANY great poets on this site!
I wish I wasn't such a slow
typist and reader.

<3 Cathy
Uninspired,
I lie a vacant, lonesome, callous shell.
When the wind hits, I am crumbled,
crushed,
dust in the breeze.
I am nothing.
I've left no trace,
no mark,
no meaning
in this world,
although still cursed with the audacity to plead remembrance.
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