I gave up cigarettes long ago
in a time when I had you
but now you're gone and I'm lost,
unsure of what to do
it's raining blue, my face is wet
from tears I've cried all night
I can't think straight, my mind is blah
Oh, how I wish to light
this little peace of heaven
to help the time pass by
I'd rather smoke because of you
Yet all I do is cry
I thought you loved me
-I was wrong
I guess I am
not as strong
as I thought I was
You took my feelings, my thoughts my words
and used them because you could
I never, ever, EVER thought
that you might or would
So here I am, late at night
crying because you took my all
I am shattered, broken and beaten
knowing what it's like to fall
in Love.
Yes. In love.
hit it.
Comments
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Sorry to see you're still pining for lost love. It's hard, I know, but I also know from experience that something else comes along, typically when you're not looking for it. There are a thousand paths to happiness. Some old guy advice for ya...
As to the poem, I liked the structure of this, it's a good style for you. The cigarette theme worked well, I thought, conveyed the longing of lost pleasure. Overall, I thought it was good.
Cheer up kid. Don't be so shattered, broken and beaten. Here, if I give you some applause, will you smile? Ah, that's better...
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