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looking back

So many times I’ve lied, over the reasons I’ve cried. So what if you can’t see me any more, this isn’t the real me any more she died she’s the body laying covered on the floor. The images of what used to be when you still loved me.

Looking back I don’t miss that girl any more now I am dark and over shadowed as the light falls on the stage but the crowds not waiting to see me, I am long gone, forgotten for the words one I had sung. If even if you say its going to be alright I wonder if its not time to walk away to find a dimmer light.

We were broken long before the end but I never stopped loving you, you never realized that all the while that I needed you that you were my best friend. Even if I said it was alright with you gone how cold you believe that lie how could you leave me standing here alone?

Who would have guessed that I actually loved you, who would have thought that I’d be the one to play the fool, what are you waiting for now Tell me please because I have been lost and don’t know what to do. 

It’s not to late to call my name, to take my hand but I wonder will your pride let you, or are you really going to let me go? Was there something else when you told me that night how you loved me so? Even now I wonder how much of you I really had, I never meant to feel for you, how come it huts so bad?

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i just needed to vent I've lost so much of late and I am starting to hate the world around me i wonder if things ever truly stay good for more than a few seconds...

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  • mark straight
    March 2, 2008

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    wow this is a great write such pain the saddest side of poetry the very greatest writers where in the greatest pain some speling errors but i had to read it 3+ times to cacth them so doesn't really take from it i know how it feels you type/write everything on your chest so quick it's bound to have some errors
    but i digress great work
    <3 the rain


    • Faithinlove
      March 2, 2008
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      Thanks, It had been a long week and I wasn't sure there was going to be a light at the end of it. But part of life is picking your self back up and working through it all thanks so much for the review!