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Jun 2018
Though it may be cruel
I somehow am fooled
Her departure in heartache
I never understood

Though I suppressed
What I try to hold inside
your hand brought forth
A part of me that had died

Should’ve been guarded
For I knew what was to be
To my own folly I relinquish
Fully venerable to thee

I felt too much in her summer gaze
as her undertow ****** me in
blinded in the waters
entraped in her waves

Though I long to be free
To escape from the mind
I travel onward haunted
Like the days I left behind

Though I am made a fool
I cannot help but to think
The coldness that follows
Eternally to be truly hollow

To heaven I question
Why must I face dismay?
To God above I wish to
Take this life away

I do not want to walk alone
For there is no joy in such
Forever I am reminded
Of the pain to be ensued
The last two lines do not rhyme on purpose to symbolize an uncomfortable and cold end.
Written by
Johnson  22/M/The Dirty South
(22/M/The Dirty South)   
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     Fawn and Geanna
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