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Taste of Chaos

It's the way she's always been
the tears /falling/ always faster
because pain never  tasted so d.a.m.n good
and she was never so d.a.m.n close
to loving full and forever,
the friendship he had set on f i r e.
He never could have hurt her in the end
where she couldn't seem to {breathe}
{Breathe} another dying day
one day after the other
as she --screams--at the top of her lungs
tasting {[chaos]} on her tongue.
Because pain never tasted so d.a.m.n good
and love was never meant to hurt so d.a.m.n much
The friendship, the closeness
they always shared went (mutual)
and now he barely *looks* at her.
Eyes no longer [display] his love,
watch her as she 'laughs'
and never a.g.a.i.n will their lips meet
because pain never tasted so d.a.m.n good
and {[chaos]} had never been so d.a.m.n appealing.
Tasting it, breathing it,
has become a silent [addiction]
But it's begun to get to a point
of f e a r and d i s b e l i e f
never did she believe he would leave her
silent, crying, alone [[surrounded in that crowd]]
He's become another figure
one who's not to be anything.
They met the fork in the dock
He went one way
&& she went the other
He met the //crashing// ocean
strewn with rocks and broken boards.
She'll walk the opposite direction
walking slowly down the twisted boards
because pain had never hurt so d.a.m.n much
when walking away became so d.a.m.n hard.

M. M. O'Malley
3-1-07
8:34 a.m.

Author notes

litium

Chaos has become my middle name and I'm addicted to it. I pulled some things from one of my old poems-stoplights on docks which is posted here somewhere.

Hope you like it darling

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  • June-bug
    March 22, 2007

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    excellent

    very sad, the loss of love can cut to the bone, but you have to wake and face each tomorrow and walk on. Fantastic write and so very expressive of the emotions. If you just look back with fondness of the moments you shared with him that in itself will bring both a smile and the pain, but in time, the pain will fade but the memories of that first love will forever be a bittersweet memory. One day another will come along and love you like no other. So smile!! Fantastic write and I am sorry that I haven't been by sooner to read. Best wishes in the contest.


    • WishMeAway--x
      March 23, 2007
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      Thanks for the comment dear.

      I'm facing everyday day by day and I'm working through things and eventually it will all be okay. Theres always going to be that part of me that loves him, but I won't, ever again, let it be all of me cause I can't. It hurts more than anything and I have to let go. It's right and I know I'll find love again. And thats what keeps me going.

      He was amazing, but it's time I let go. and I will, it's just taking time.

      Thanks again for the comment darling.

      xChaosx


  • noir eyes
    March 20, 2007

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    She'll walk the opposite direction
    walking slowly down the twisted boards
    because pain had never hurt so d.a.m.n much
    when walking away became so d.a.m.n hard

    wow, sweetie.. this has to be one of your best pieces yet. this certainly hit home for me, i can relate to this so much..
    i hope you're okay, hunny, im sorry i didnt reply back fast enough =[
    ilalaloveyou. ♥


    • WishMeAway--x
      March 21, 2007

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      Thanks darling for the comment. and for such a great contest idea.
      Idk, as you know, what to do anymore. He's everything inside of me that is missing, coursing through me like a drug(as one of my friends put it)

      He's my "obsession and I love him to the bones"

      to quote that song. =]
      Happy judging darling.

      Love you[♥]