Love notes Leave Lonely thoughts better Left buried deep,
Yet here I am tonight digging and damning myself to dwell on my denied dreams.
Sometimes I just sit and sing the songs that send me soaring in our memories,
and maybe I'll smile and manage to hope that hearing them will help me heal my mangled heart, however sad and stretched the truth is.
Oh, how ominous is this one sided obstacle of Love? or how ordinary has her hand over my heart become?
For Assuradly she stole and stored it upon a shelf to be stimulated or stranded, but never saved.
And should notes that will never be read, even be written?
Ripping the written word will not reverse the woe-begotten feeling ready to overwhelm me wave after wave.
Let me finish Lastly by Leaving a name,
a Label,
to this Love,
or Love-Lost,
or perhaps,
Letting a name become Lost is beneficial because no one needs to know that my Lasting Longing's name is.
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Hey, Ryan! :)
I like the alliteration of the lines- it adds a nice cadence to your piece.
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Your writing is great.I would change the look of this in where you place your words not the backround the backround is perfect.This is kind of an angry way to look at things.I can relate though and so can many other people.You got out what you were feeling really well.You should enter this into some kind of contest.
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I know! I had no idea how I wanted to place this at the time, I still don't really. I'm going to mess with it for a while I think. But thanks for the comment, I really hadn't expected any so soon, normally when I don't write for a while, no one reads my stuff.
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