#walkingaway
i came to terms,
i knew it right away,
the 29th of November,
would be our last day.
i felt it before then,
you were slowly slipping away,
i was conversationally a chore,
yet, you said enough to make me stay.
you felt like home,
truly a trickery at the time,
your love-bombing, my longing,
two flawed hearts pleading guilty, a repetitive crime.
even across the oceans of time,
i think of u now and then,
with a distant memory of the lingering pain,
i hope we never meet again.
3d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 6:34 AM UTC
I feel no desire to leave with slammed doors or sharp words.
No tears, no heartache this time.
I leave the way a tide recedes,
having touched a beautiful seashell.
I bow to what I received,
to the heat, the music, the experience.
I bow to a standing ovation for the part I played; wearing a mask which made my eyes look pure and honest.
I bow to the version of me
who stayed longer than she should have; holding a magical snowflake that wouldn’t melt.
I bow out
not smaller,
but clearer.
The clarity that comes when the fire dies down; when nothing fragile is left.
And there are only faint traces of heavy smoke, which leaves a residue hard to fully erase.
The smoke that gets in your lungs, and transforms you like submerging in water for a second too long.
I chose to stay devoted to the sun, the center of my universe.
And a snowflake needs a turbulent wind devoted to keeping it afloat; devoted to carrying the snowflake up high into the heavens to touch the top of Solomon’s temple.
There are things you fight for, and there are things you simply allow the wind to carry away.
I simply bow, for the quiet and truth found in Fourteen black paintings.
Yet, in secret I keep looking out the window, for signs of snow.
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 11:13 PM UTC
Don’t
blame him.
Don’t blame
her.
Not for the
betrayal, not for
walking away.
The heart,
is
a world of
changing weather.
And
people?
They dress
for the storm
they
feel.
You were
summer,
they felt cold.
You were sun,
they longed for shade.
Don’t
blame them.
Even skies
can’t hold
one season forever.
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 5:51 AM UTC
sometimes all you can do
is look the shattered chalices
at your feet
and you mourn the loss
of the happiness
you were building
Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:55 AM UTC
On that forlorn and barren pathway
He was kneeling down with a weary face of variegated emotions,
which was unknown.
His eyes were glued on that person who was trudging away from him.
He looked and looked, till his eyes became as sour as his heart.
Wishing she will look back once.
But, by then the darkness engulfed the luminous light like his dazzle of life fading away,
as she goes away..
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 12:53 PM UTC
When your up late at night because you think someone has let you down,
when all you ever did was drive them to their limits,
asking for a reaction but never believing that they'd actually commit.
When your up late at night,
thoughts sinking deeper in,
of how a lonely night feels like a thousand when your apart.
From someone you've spent almost every minute with and slept with so that their scent, their breath and their sounds become your own.
Now without those things, you aren't completely here, in the present, you don't know where you are,
your lost.
But you could never admit that, no, you want to inflict the same amount of tortuous pain that you had to go through just to gain some sickening satisfaction , but... it never lasts.
You eventually succumb to the emotional strings that pull you to your other half,
the half that you can't stand!
but the half that you can't live without.
I love you, please come back.
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 10:13 PM UTC
Pushing limits walking away
Why wait when I could act
Misplace passive aggression
With a pistol and a guilty conscious
(AIM) reaches are not running
When space bars cage an existence
Pulling words from these characters
Shooting messages flips to shaders through the windows
Online presents will determine you’re future income
Pass the aggression into a sight with an eye at pin point
Withdrawing (ATM), coloring red as the floor
Checking the walls as pink matter
Saving the mixes for the pallets on set
Depositing later all the info I need to evade
Panic attacks walking
Bullets wait for running
Esc...
I’ll find joy in drowning in my own painting
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 12:39 AM UTC
You ***** your
negative,
disgusting,
... words
oh, the deafening
sound of
absolute bliss
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 4:21 PM UTC
The moment I turned
and walked away
I felt my heart break a little
He didn't chase
Slowly taking steps
Without looking back
I couldn't hear his footsteps
But I couldn't backtrack
I felt my feet getting heavy
dragging them along
Desperately wanting to run
Back to where I belong
Within his arms safely
Standing side by side
Contently drifting along
As gentle waves by the seaside
The happiest they've ever seen me
Most carefree I've ever been
I was completely in love
A world consisting of just me and him
Though a raging river stood
Between our hearts
And in the end I was
The one left behind in the dark
As I raised my head high
Marching along to a beat
I've learnt to smile yet again
At last I can feel complete
Time has passed over
And not once did he chase
But the moment he did
It was already to late
I grew tired of running
Trailing after him
Was it really to much effort
To try and run after me too?
When I got up
Letting go of his hand
he didn't try to stop me
I guess this was where he stands
I knew then
***He doesn't love me
And he never will***
We have reached our limits
He no longer needs me
I've given all that I can give
So no matter what happens now
I'm not turning back
~
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
I look at you,
and wish that I could feel like I need you,
but I don't,
and that hurts because
it's never easy to walk away
from someone you're supposed to love.
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 1:17 AM UTC
The sun has set
The birds have stopped singing
The wind whispers for me to go home now
This field is no longer for two
The ground has hardened beneath me
and you’re no longer enjoying the view
Our path is covered in weeds
Where the flowers use to be
No more purple and pink to dress our feet
Only black and blue remain
For they have left a stain
I follow our foot prints back to the road
For now it’s time to take the long way home
Only this time I’ll be doing it alone…
- K.B.
Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
i.
Each night she will hide inside
while blankly staring at the ceiling
a fake smile will paint on her face
and there flashbacks will start to appear
mixed emotions inside her
the feeling of being unwanted
will slowly destroy her heart again
ii.
Without even knowing tears will fall
trying to wipe it with a piece of cloth
yet it won't stop till she fall asleep
her sobs are becoming louder each night
trying to cover her mouth so one will know
that she's in pain and just pretending to be happy
iii.
Bucket of tears day by day
caused by the unknown pain
of loving unconditionally
yet got nothing in return but
pain, sorrow, despair and hatred
bucket of tears is what you gave to her
instead of embracing her onto your arms
iv.
To leave is all what she wanted
yet there's no more escape
she's inside a jar of memories
that you made together
but she's now left alone hanging
and only looking back at those
while you walked away
without even saying your final goodbye
Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 3:38 AM UTC
Before I close my eyes ... Before I drift away ...
fallow as the evanescent tide grows low;
before the falling sun echoes
upon shown waves of estranged sandbars
Before I draw this life’s ending breath ...
as beclouding skies ache like a windswept shoreline
kissed by a bitter sweet gale of love and misery
beget a chilling spell cast of invisible winds of change
Before you no longer remember ...
the way the song a gentle wind's caress
swirls and sweeps away bare feet
set free to soar beyond the reach of your eyes
Before these eyes see the final sunset tiptoe down the sky ...
even the sun feels the dimming in its wake ;
unrequited footprints in the sand course straightaway,
never turning around to look back whence they came
Before another tide floods a deserted oceanside ...
erasing the traces of where we danced naked as the dark
glimpsing the diminishing horizon ―
and I let go .........
as the tears steal away the last glint of the sea
The way you took your love from me ...
© harlon rivers ... May15th, 2017
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
*have been weak
enough to fall for you
but
I'm
also
strong
enough
to
walk
away
from
Hearts
that
won't
have
me*
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 4:03 AM UTC
Tap tap tap
goes her hand as she
rattles her box of cigs,
packing 'em in before
she hungrily rips off the
cellophane.
Her eyes lustfully stare
at the untouched pack
as she contemplates how it will
taste to put one in her mouth.
Although the Surgeon General
has adequately warned her otherwise,
she slides her fingers around
her chosen poison,
eagerly putting it to her lips.
The lighter clicks, and flames
quickly lap up the tobacco and its
chemical casing.
She inhales, and the raggedy breath
reverberates in her chest,
a sick pleasentness seeping into her veins.
Nothing has ever
felt better, as blood rushes
to her head and her muscles relax.
She lights up one after another
until the pack is gone,
and the cycle begins again;
an inner debate where her head
tells her to leave the addiction behind,
but her heart and body, starting to feel
lonely and withdrawn, insist on another
pack to dull the creeping emptiness.
So back to the corner store she goes,
as he waits behind the counter,
ready to give her another taste of feigned and
unhealthy comfort,
for it's better than being alone,
sober,
and without him.
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
*Its your fault
Not mine today
it is your loss of love
Not mine ever again to you
I will no longer apologize to you
This time I am hurt but I am walking away
with only a few bruises and a broken heart after a battle
with reality when I had no weapons to defend myself with
while you stood there shooting at me as if i was never anything to you.*
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC