"There's beauty in goodbye..."
Tears barrel down pale cheeks make-upped in dreary despair -
one more night of sobbing because of your loveless lines.
Classically broken from inside out -
the pain irreversable as it pours over my essence.
A glass heart was handed to you on a silver platter,
and you violently ripped it from it's case and dropped it -
the pieces shattering into shards of nothingness
as the inscription read "One more time..."
[Dance with me, darling]
Moonlight sonatas being blared through old records of our love,
an unending orchestra of what we used to be;
memories screaming at the top of their lungs -
words that echo over and over: "I'm so cliché."
Phantoms waltz over what's left of my spirit
as incubus' play host in the demented graveyard of my heart.
Take your swing, love - you're up to bat -
and bases are loaded. Hit the home run and crush me one more time.
[We're falling apart...]
Harpies mock the character of sorrow as my blood turns to ice -
total eclipse from the sunburst twilight of what used to be
now shunned down and captivated in this dark sanctuary of my shell -
thank you, princess, for breaking me into this pile of rubbish.
This is what you wanted, isn't it? To see me falter and feign under your touch.
Well, smile for me darling because you've got your sadistic wish.
Tonight, as you lay down to rest, know my last words were "I hate to love you."
and know that the crimson pours from my wrist because of your actions.
[I hope you're happy}
Author notes
I wrote this for a friend on a very hateful/powerful/sorrow filled night.
I miss her.
Don't ask.
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a good free-verse effort, but too much left to say at the end verses; better to have made it longer than cram everything in eight lines...!
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sooo saddd!!
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good within the context of life
the poetry today in which we look for an outlet to write out of our painful experience which is somewhat theraputic and all to common. but look around.to the shallowness and greed instant gratification of those who offer so little because of societies
emphasis on use em misuse em and toss them aside when you are done. and they seem gratified and somewhat proud of the idea that I misused you before you got to me so I win. but Are we Really winning?? and what is it that weve won? It Seems that we contribute to make the world a colder and heartless place. With each passing moment and day. I am truly saddened by such words I am writing but the truth must be told whatever the case. -
yeah im a dude but the first line makes perfect since when you said theres beauty in goodbye
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wow
your friend would surely be proud of these words
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so powerful.
the words were like a knife to my heart. tears are falling so easily after reading this. you really captured everything and more you were striving for in this piece. wonderful.
thank you for this.
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I really like this.. enjoyed it a lot
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wow intense powerful beautiful sad overwhelming you have so many emotions flowing through this it was incredible hun
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I've noticed that you like using the word "sadistic" a lot. Which isn't a bad thing.
=]
All I can say is that you're really talented.
I've tried to follow the critique I've received over the years, but it's never quite worked out for me...
Anyways, I like your style of writing. It's meaningful, unlike my poems which tend to sound forced into rhyming...
=] Great job.
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