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A dream that can not be

I ball up and crawl into the shadows of this empty bliss room
Clutching to my chest I try to hold myself together
Pain clawing at my heart making the hole even deeper
I try to pick up the broken pieces
But they keep being knocked out of my hand
I stare at the pieces now
“Just give up… I’m not going to be saved…”
My heart cries
My eyes focus on the broken pieces
The world blurs with in my tears
I shut my eyes for once, afraid of what might happen
I feel the thick, hot, salty tears run down my cheek and drop into my lap
The empty room leaves a lonely feeling in my torn soul
Memories racing through my complicated mind
The mirror in front of me starts to seep through my eye lids
I see my self…
Then that figure turns into a shadow… then is distorted
Is this what you think of me when you see me?
Is this real?
Placing my hand on the mirror, lost inside my mind, I feel that the glass is broken
A sigh of relief then…
I see the blood drip to the ground
I open my eyes
Same dark black room…
I can still hear that constant dripping noise
Looking down at my wrist I see a deep cut
Blood, surrounded in it, my own blood
Why am I not dead?
Or am I?
Is this hell or am I still at home?
I can’t tell the difference
“Some one help me!”
My weak voice trembles to silence
The echo of the cry for help fills my head
I reach my hand out into the darkness, pouring blood onto the ground
I feel you grab my hand
My heart awakens and my tears are dried
You hold me in your arms and say “I love you…please don’t die… please don’t cry any more.
You are safe in my arms…”
Your love immediately fills my heart up with fresh blood as you stitch the broken pieces together.. even at how small they are.
I open my mouth but words don’t come out
Forcing a sound to come out I whisper “ Thanks…”
For the first time I see you smile
And for the first time I feel my self smile

Author notes

Not about a romance relationship but a good friendship!! You can put it either way you like for it to relate to your self, but I was mainly thinking about my friends when I wrote this... mainly Drew and Maddie.

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  • CountrygurlVA
    March 13, 2008

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    Countrygurlva

    omg!! jerry-fur,...if i was a publiher of poetry i would so publish this poem. This is a lot better thsn any of my crapy poems,....AWESOME!!!


  • Raining
    March 12, 2008
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    Great poem! An ps you cant die cause your a vampire right?


    • VampyEyes
      March 12, 2008
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      I'm not completely a vampire... just have certain vampire traits. but every attempt at suicide doesnt work >_>


  • lemonhead
    March 11, 2008
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    wow.. great job!
    its... PERFECT!
    I love it!


  • Psychoninja
    March 11, 2008
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    thx its beautiful..lov u too sis

    • VampyEyes
      March 11, 2008
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      :] yes, you helped me a lot. thank you!!


      • VampyEyes
        April 8, 2008
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        yeah actually when I wrote this.. (confession time) I was thinking of you the whole time and thinking about how we could never be together... boy was I wrong e__e


        • VampyEyes
          April 28, 2008
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          oh... and it was a vision. :3 I wanted us to be together and I saw the vision I never thought it could happen... I'm glad it did. ^_^

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