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my heart is ice cold
I am void of all emotions
who can tell me , that its going to be okay
my heart you took and tore into pieces

who am I in this wretched world
I look around , I want to reach out but they is no one
I have lost hope , I have loved once ,twice infinity I was reaching
I let go of all my inhibitions

I lived again, I loved again because I had you
I gave you the power to hurt me
look at me now I am a shadow of myself
we live to love ,to cry , to laugh
I guess you were never mine
She swirls a small package
Of white and pink candies,
Gripped by her thumb and index
With long tipped pearl finger tips.
Oh my she is quite pretty indeed
With her auburn brown hair
******* in a short ponytail.

And yet she isn't clothed in
Typical "womenly" garments,
No she wears a navy blue sweatshirt,
Jean shorts with a
Crochet pattern on the bottom,
And beige loafers.
And yet she is beautiful.

She is quite beautiful indeed.
There will always be things I never did that I should have.
Words I never said, smiles I never gave,
Thanks I never uttered.
There will always be love I never made you feel
That I should have, everyday of your life.
There will always be lessons I never learned,
Forgiveness I never asked for, truth I never showed.
There will always be time I wish I could take back,
Days I wish I could live again,
Moments I hope no one else has to go through.
There will always be hurt I never wanted to feel,
Pain I regretted having experienced,
Sorrow I never even had to go through
If only I was smart enough,
Brave enough.
If only fate was fair enough.

Life is cruel.
Life is a sadistic jester.
That it’s only now that I begin to realize
The things I should have done,
The words I should have said,
The emotions I should have made you feel,
When you’re no longer here.
Life is more
  Than who you are
     and
        The trival lives
           That people lead
              You are way more
         Than what they say
              Don't be scared
                 Of who
             You should be
         Remember,
    No one said
It would be easy
Copyright 2013 © J. Barraza
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