I watched you walk away from me,
leaving me a stray.
Raised on anger alone,
I cannot control the tone.
The tone in my head,
It keeps telling me I'm dead.
Dead without you.
I push the knife through,
and when I feel no pain..
I know I have nothing to gain.
The world has left me.
You were my one and only.
Now alone on this journey.
Dying, deep inside.
No rules, that I abide.
My heart, it has died.
I am so tired, of this..
Where is my bliss?
A contest entry
- For Those Left Behind by Ink4Blood.
600 points, ended June 18, 2007, 21 entries
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Comments
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WOW!!!!!!! I know these feelings only too well! It hurts like the blazes, but will be reunited one day! Best of luck in the contest!
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This is heartfelt poem... wow... You did a great job for the contest. I sure hope you never felt that way in your own life. It hits you ~ and sticks ~ Gives the reader the feeling as if they were right there.... wow.. Good luck to you...
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This poem carries the reader through several levels of thinking. I like it. Nice work with portraying the emotion of this piece and leaving me thinking. Thanks for taking an interest in my poetry too!
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