Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2014
You drew away from me
By pencil, ink, and quill
Always in silence,
Repeating the same words
And stories at will

Your life grew mundane
Boring, silent and unfulfilled
Here by morning, gone quickly still
Withdrawn and alone,
You reached for the stars
Craving excitement, friends
Anyone, a voice, a chill

We fought, many and will
You reached for others
Suitors, they will
Droned me out
Too loud, they ****

Is it no reason, your mother so shrill
I asked you for reason
I reach for you still
You cannot find effort
All those, say nigh
I sought reconciliation
My chances were nil

Too many voices
For me just one
Your lies and your cries
Now I know better
Now I know why

Three years of my questions
I pleaded and cried
My heart is so broken
Why? All this time?
You blamed me for this
Trashed me for why
Respect not given

I should have seen why
The Unbeliever
Written by
The Unbeliever  Limbo
Please log in to view and add comments on poems