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Derekis
Poems
Mar 2015
Taciturn Cliffs
I can't understand..
this event's chain reaction..
which has brought me to my knees.
The sound of waves below me,
implore me for my own release
and one more step would make me free..
but I'm just so afraid..
My concrete heart isn't beating
and it's heavy void is pulling me
towards the edge as I look down..
This hurt is for me to remember
that my hope, although run down,
will never put out your ember
even if, below this cliff, I drown.
but I..
don't..
want to..
surrender
to this pretender..
anymore..
The dawn's sunshine, isn't coming.
All alone in this starry darkness,
I know I cant accomplish what I swore..
For how long must I wait,
if I know something's wrong?
This waiting that I hate,
will **** me before long..
My suffering and screaming,
as I remember you leaving,
is being covered up by a smile
most vile..that I adore.
Tearing this heart out,
will be my last rejoice
and scattering my last doubt,
will be my final choice.
So when she comes back
bringing all her fears,
I wont be afraid of her tears
or that my heart could crack.
and I know, no matter what I do..
I need to learn how to let go..
Please fire..
born desire..
let it all burn..
so my heart can learn to love anew.
There wont be violence,
just silence..
and I know it'll hurt
more than any cut.
In this empty room we called ours,
there's no shadows, just old lies.
Leaving behind a pair of ruined towers,
a brilliant future in disguise.
but I still believe..
in the good in the bad.
and I will surely grieve,
the love that we once had..
One last thing I want to make clear,
before shedding any more tears,
I promise to never relive,
the pain that was done here.
After all..
I think I'm good to go..
#love
#suicide
#sad
#hope
#dark
#rejection
#breakup
#grief
Written by
Derekis
M/Mexico
(M/Mexico)
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