I sit and think
back to the day,
when all my dreams
were thrown away.
Like the clouds
up in the sky,
your heart was free,
and so was I.
How could I stop,
how could I see,
the invisible forces
right in front of me?
I ache, I cry,
I grieve, I weep.
Why is your life the one,
I could not keep?
To mitigate the sorrows
of such a sardonic act
I learn not to love,
by making this solemn pact:
"Love in your life
will mean certain strife"
Author notes
I wrote this after my 'best friend' died.
Written August 1st, 2003
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it's funny, how we feel so much for our pets.
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poor doggy... poor you... I have never known what it feels like to have a pet die... my "best friend" was born the same day I was and is still living. Keep dreaming in ink.
~*Divine*~ -
We all wish that we could keep the things and people we love close to us, alive and well and most importantly happy, this was a heartfelt read, i am sorry for your loss
~NicoleAlyce~ -
ah i could feel the pain in your poem...it was brimming with emotions...my heart goes out to you...i cant say i understand how it feels cuz pain and death affect people diferent...i agree that the poem was very true and the format was wonderful...all together it was a throughly awesome but heartbreaking poem.
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I hate life right now so i know how you feel everyone seems to die around me and it's harsh and everything is harsh and i just wanna say screw life you know....but i can't help that i care sometimes. This poem was really true and the structure was great i really admired it and loved reading this piece really touched me. You have this totally different style that i really admire and that i find inspiring...great poem!
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