At first
You don't feel the pain
It's like morphine
Creeping through your veins.
And then it worms in
Settling onto your heart
With a grip of vice
And it twists and it crumbles
Til it bleeds and drips
Memories that you once held dear seeping out
Broken photo frames capturing single happy moments flowing out
Secret conversations full of tears and hugs and smiles tearing out.
And I tell myself
I must hold on
Carry myself high
I must move on.
Even when your words turn false and uncaring
Even when the photos burn and turn into ash and dust
Even when you leave with an echoing silence
That screams out your broken promises
I tell myself,
I must hold on,
For just a while longer.
Just a little longer.
So I grasp onto the frayed ends of my hope
Pull myself together
Fix those glass frames
Patch up my heart the best I can
Put the memories in an urn
Don't I ever want to see them again.
I lock away the past,
Block you from my future,
Try to smile in the present.
And
And I
I'll always love you
I'll always remember
The crazy times we had.
How can I forget you?
You're an angel,
My best friend.
And until the day you come back
I just need to hold on
Just ... A while longer.
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
At first
You don't feel the pain
It's like morphine
Creeping through your veins.
And then it worms in
Settling onto your heart
With a grip of vice
And it twists and it crumbles
Til it bleeds and drips
Memories that you once held dear seeping out
Broken photo frames capturing single happy moments flowing out
Secret conversations full of tears and hugs and smiles tearing out.
And I tell myself
I must hold on
Carry myself high
I must move on.
Even when your words turn false and uncaring
Even when the photos burn and turn into ash and dust
Even when you leave with an echoing silence
That screams out your broken promises
I tell myself,
I must hold on,
For just a while longer.
Just a little longer.
So I grasp onto the frayed ends of my hope
Pull myself together
Fix those glass frames
Patch up my heart the best I can
Put the memories in an urn
Don't I ever want to see them again.
I lock away the past,
Block you from my future,
Try to smile in the present.
And
And I
I'll always love you
I'll always remember
The crazy times we had.
How can I forget you?
You're an angel,
My best friend.
And until the day you come back
I just need to hold on
Just ... A while longer.
I'm sorry for not posting for so long... Life happened and I'm really busy now? Lousy excuse, I know. I'm 14 now and this poem was written by me last year actually. I miss my best friend. But what can I do when she chooses to cut all ties? I'll stay strong and hold on, right?
Until now I wonder if I should let go, if I'm being silly.