Every time I watch the sunset,
I feel something slip away,
as I think of you.
Remember when we laughed all night,
Because we were living on beer and cocaine?
Remember when we watched the sunrise,
and our bodies ached to the bones?
Every night I think of my desire for you,
and I hate us both again.
I remember the feel of your calloused hands,
against my pale skin,
and I wonder what it is,
that makes you my addiction.
I won't forget the nights,
I spent wishing for you.
And I won't forget the nights,
I spent hating you.
And I wonder,
years from now,
when we're nothing but dust...
will anyone remember our horror story?
Author notes
The Blackest Gift
Word Bank: Sunset, Cocaine, Sunrise, Bones, Desire, Caloused, Pale, Addiction, Dust, Horror
A contest entry
- Black Gifts and Rainbow Roses by Butterfly.Wingz.
550 points, ended May 22, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Shatter My Soul, Let My Heart Ache by Reaper-117.
1500 points, ended May 27, 106 entries
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this is a great poem. Love and hate are both feelings of passion. great write.
xoxoxo
~Mask
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This was an interesting write and I thank you for entering.
I did enjoy the duality of the poem...love and hate are so similar. -
So sad. An excellent write.
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Very relatable poem, good job! Keep writing!
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oooo a word bank entry i love these!!!!! and the part about the two lovers living on beeer and cocaine really hit home for me. this was awesom very original and not to run on if you get what i mean, some word bank poems you can tell but i couldn't until i saw in authors notes! good work thank you so much for entering.
xoxox
Tasha -
Lol this was wonderful write you have here. Wonderfully written and it was a pleasure to read your poem.
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