Sheltered in the shadows
smothered by sneaking silhouettes
Night closing its eternal hands around me
my reluctant eyes still gazing
at that letter
wishing my tears could change the words;
Who could have known a piece of paper
had the weight to crush my world?
Crying on the phone
Bitter tears of humilation scold my cheeks
your whispered snakes of confession slither out
My unpredictable lips telling you all those things
I didnt want you to know
'I love you' slips out in desperation
the phone goes dead.
Without you
I'm a mere shadow of a ghost
A wreck of a wreck of a soul
It was then I knew;
I'd hate you until sunrise
But I'd love you till the day I
die.
A contest entry
- The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. by Allyce May.
600 points, ended March 6, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
-
Interesting take on the prompt - I'm not sure I get it; it seems to be filled with sorrow but no light at the end of the tunnel. I'm feeling it though, especially:
"Who could have known a piece of paper
had the weight to crush my world?"
Thanks for sharing
-
-
I'll clear it up for you a little, when you say you don't get it because there is no light at the end.. it's because in that moment you dont see it, when you're heartbroken it seems like the end of the world, even though it isn't so.
Thanks for the comment
-
Adding your comment:
