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Dead Memories

When you left, I saw no purpose
No reason for me any longer
Just a mile long road of hurt
And heartbreak ahead of me
Why tread down that path
Only to be faced with the memories
And reminders I know await me
I still hold that rose you gave me..
That now withering, ebony rose..
Tightly in my cold numb hand
The thorns pierce my flesh
Yet I refuse to let it go..ever
It seems like only yesterday
That you were by my side
Your hand laced in mine
It's been years now however
And I wonder if my memory
Still lies within your heart
When you left me I kept nothing
Only the stagnant vision of your face
And the sweet sound of your voice
Memories I want to keep forever
Yet forget at the drop of a dime..
It took until now for me to realize
That a life without your light
And warm gentle touch..
is the same to me as being dead
So alone and bleeding
with sorrow's blade embedded
deep within my concrete heart
I free myself from the pain
As the crimson pools surround me
I see reflections of the past within them
Of what we were..and could have been
And in this frozen moment in time
I die hollow and cold inside
in the darkness of your shadow
And the abyss of your love..

Author notes

For a contest. Glad i was able to write it...i needed to get it out. it's about someone who even though he's been gone from me for awhile now...ill never forget him even though it is shredding my heart piece by piece v,,,,v.....

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  • jamesbliss
    November 25, 2008

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    Powerful

    Althought I usually am not inclined to like sad/break-up poems, you pulled this one off remarkbaly well. I liked the metaphors, and that's definitely what poetry's about: Saying things nicely. Why say "blood" when you can say "crimson pool?" Good job, and please-- cheer up


  • trekkergirl
    November 6, 2008

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    ah a break-up poem. I love them. This one is well written and you do express your poem and sorrow and loss very well. thanks for sharing this and thanks for entering this into my contest.


  • Nicada silver member
    October 27, 2008

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    Wow! This is beautifully written, and you have expressed your pain so well here. One should never put themselves down in their author's notes. What you say there is just not true. You really did a wonderful job and this poem shows wisdom beyond your years. Blessings, Patty


  • xXtired-of-cryingXx
    October 26, 2008

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    Thnx sooo much!!!!

    Thank you so much for entering, i absolutly loved reding this it is perfect! Not a flaw in it not at all! I love the flow and the imagery, and stiked to the prompt of the contest very welly! thanks and welcome to the finalists!