they burn her memories written on paper
no more shall they shape her
finally allowing them to escape her
she's still remembered, not forgotten
but her memory's rendered
and left to rotten
they will drift, and she will fade
like the sand shifts over her grave
things happen, you'll move on
just be prepared for when they're gone
it's so sudden, it's so real
now the blood sin just won't heal
yes she left, the motions set in stone
accept it, and don't forget you're not alone
you did all you could, you could do nothing more
you understood her down to the core
you were there and you listened, you gave all you had
with you she'd share - whether good or bad
don't burn her memories written on paper
they're all thats left to portray her
do you want her memory to decay?
what then, would she say? when she's not remembered?
her poems and words remind you of back then...
trudging up old memories
you swore to forget, over and over again
the tears swell before your eyes
as your pen scratches thoughts of goodbyes
the ink spilling over across the line
no longer sober with loss of mind.
she never knew how much you loved her
now she lays six feet under
you should've told her how you feel
but your feelings inside - you concealed
now she's dead,
and the words she inscribed won't leave your head...
because in her note of suicide
she wrote down what she tried to hide...
"...I loved him with all my heart, he never knew.
Now he knows it through and through.
I part from this world with my final debut,
a story of love loss, and heartache so true.
I loved him so much, but my voice could never tell.
He was my crutch through this life, this fucking hell.
But to him, I was only a friend - nothing more, nothing less.
It's something I could not comprehend, this much I'll confess.
How could he not love me, the way that I loved him?
How could he not see my true feelings from within?
Even if he did, I know they were not returned.
So I commit what's forbid, regardless of concern.
I realize he'll never love me - in that way,
so I don't see a reason to live another day..."
The words bring tears to your eyes as you fall to your knees
you look to the heavens - scream to the skies, and beg god please
"Bring her back, bring her back to me! It's not fair that she didn't see! Please, please bring her back to me.... just hear my plea..."
but there is no answer...
and the pain is eating through your soul
it's like a cancer - impossible for you to control
so you let the tears spill past your eyes
and grab the pen to scratch away your goodbyes
the black ink stains across the white lines
beyond intoxication, you begin to unwind
now everyone will know how much you loved her
people will be sad, and some will cry
but no one will wonder
why you felt you had to die...
Please read all of it.
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Beautiful, very touching.
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very touching
It brought tears to my eyes...very sad, but so very well penned. Beautiful work dear.
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The first part where she remained a mystery really intrigued me, the second part about the man kind of bored me but it is so true of so many relationships, then he kills himself: a bit unrealistic since he wasn't passionate in the first place. I really liked the beat of the poem, one may pick up on it: very constant down beat, makes for a great flow.
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I found this poem to be alright, but nothing that I haven't read before. Better than some. The story aspect appeals to me. The rhyming got a little bit old, not because it was forced, but because of the length of the entire poem. I gave up rhyming a long time ago, there just isn't a lot you can do with it honestly.
Try less rhyming. More description, less words. Try an original metaphor. The flow was a little bit awkward at the beginning but straightened itself toward the end. The emotion was key in this.
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wow....... so much emotion is put into this piece... wonderfully done, poet
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Emotionally impacting! So sad.
Pain, like a cancer, so true. You have really showed the pain of both the speaker and the one who died. It thought it would have been nice if some of your rhymes were a little more complex, but you did a consistent job!
Well done, poet.
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wow what a poem. i was engaged from begining to end. the story is beautiful yet sad. i love how u put an exert from the girl's suicide letter. brilliant. loved it so much. amazing job.
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