I don’t even know where to start
He’s gone
He’s gone
He’s gone
All that runs through my mind,
is the fact that I’m here alone,
in this strange world of passion
I have taken my absence
and entered another
In which I am alone
This pain I have inflicted on myself,
It suffocates me
Drowns me
My walls are closing in
No one to help me push them
away
He’s gone
I reach out for him
but no one is found
No one to hold me
to whisper
that I am worthy
that I am wanted
that I am loved
A contest entry
- Love and Regret by Voodoo Eyes.
600 points, ended July 1, 2008, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The Yearn of a Turn by whispernthedark.
685 points, ended July 26, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
is it good?
Comments
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This is a nice reflective piece. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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whisper
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This was good but it was typical. (Don't worry I'm getting a lot of that). Thanks for entering though!
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thanks, typical is pretty much all I know, I'm still new at this.
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Such a sad poem. I am left wondering if it about break-up or death. I really enjoyed the last four lines of this one most
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