My emotions are like a ride
the mood swings grow old.
Whenever I'm by your side
I remember what I was told.
I'm falling,
and breaking down.
You're calling,
saying you're in town.
My heart soars as I wait for you
wondering when you'll reach my door.
But I start to wonder if I should sue,
as you wander to her house once more.
A tear rolls down my cheek,
as I lean against that wall.
I claim its a leak
even as I slip and fall.
I'm out of control
I'm loosing my grip.
This is taking its toll
and my heart is starting to rip.
That plate shatters
like the broken pieces of my core.
I'm in tatters,
everything is sore.
All because I let myself fall,
for you again.
Author notes
"I’ve become a simple souvenir of someone’s kill. Like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to ill. Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole. Oh, how I’m breaking down.” Sleeping Sickness - City and Colour
A contest entry
- Tug On My Heart Strings by stef-witt.
1000 points, ended August 2, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Sucky? What could I fix to make it better?
Comments
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Sad sad sad sad
but well written^^ I wish i could write so well
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This is a very emotive piece, and it reads like a song. Very lyrical.
I especially enjoy the last two lines of this – to me, they’re the most powerful. I think this has been emphasised by the way you’ve put them on their own as a summation.
This write is reminiscent of the feeling you get when you know you’re doing something that could turn out to be detrimental... or something that you’d promised yourself you wouldn’t do. I can definitely relate to that!
Thanks so much for entering – good luck!
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Thank you
Yeah. This took some thought haha...mixed feelings were thrown into it.
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