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Denise Egan Jan 11
There’s an emptiness inside,
I can feel my cries and screams bounce around my hollow chest,
This false hope you instilled in my mind makes my heart shatter,
Into a thousand pieces,
Each carrying their own sickening weight of sadness and regret,
That regret has destroyed me, tarnished my soul.

Your smile burns bright in me like an eternal flame of hope,
Occasionally that flame flickers in the wind of doubt but it never dies,
You never die from my mind and body,
Since the day you first spoke those sweet words I have been hooked,
I love you like an addict loves *******,
As if I need you to stay alive, as if you are my oxygen and without you my lungs will collapse,
Often I catch you running through my mind like water through my hands,
But I can never apprehend you because you are hers, forever and always.
Denise Egan Dec 2018
For all the times I thought you might serenade me with your sweet song,
For all the times I thought you might whisk me away in your arms so strong,
For all the times I thought that you just might,
For all the times I thought that you saw my light,
For all the times I wanted to kiss those gentle lips,
For all those who said they wanted to pull me in by my hips,
For every story of ours that I played out in my head,
For every night I lay awake worrying in my bed,
For all the times I thought we would leave this place behind,
to start a new life with wonder filled minds,
How foolish I was to think you could ever love me,
How foolish I was to think we could ever be,
Together in a universe with no hate and no hurt,
But that much I guess I was never worth.
Denise Egan Dec 2018
As the tears streamed down her face she wondered how she had got there and what she had done to deserve this pain,
For the happiness had been vanquished from her body; and life held little hope for this insignificant prisoner,
But still she clung to her microscopic fragment of hope,
Because without it she would fade away into oblivion; become just another trapped soul in the land of the tortured.

Everything she thought she was gaining seamed to slip through her fingers like water,
Only in her dreams was she happy, for she had created a false reality in which she had the world at her feet,
But nothing last forever, not success, not happiness, not love,
Because eventually,
I always wake up.
Hey guys so this is my first poem. It is an open form poem.

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