I’m tired of paying the high cost
from all this low rent living.
With a hardened heart of frost
I have nothing left worth giving.
Love has to come from within my heart
I can not give you, what I don’t posess.
It’s better to walk away, before we start
you don’t want this emotional mess.
Love for another can never exist
a relationship, was a grande illusion.
My soul is torn, as emotions twist
in my hell of, hostage-ship confusion.
Author notes
Prompt:Lousy lovers- pick their prey
But they never cry out loud
(Fleetwood mac - Gold dust woman)
In a list
A contest entry
- Prewrites everyone wins by Ami.
575 points, ended September 7, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Awesome write great flow thanks for entering and good luck
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Wonderful
I thought this a great poem and even familiar to my life as well.Very enjoyable read.Thanks for sharing
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sure fits the quote... and my life atm. this poem is a brilliant expression of devastation and believe me... i know that feeling at the moment. hurts dunnit.
hugs,
georgie,
xxx
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The smashed heart speaks. Emotional, very much so. Best wishes.
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Well atleast I got a good prompt to write for.
Thank you for your understanding concerning my deleted contest.
Bill
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A very emotional poem, well done
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Awww hope this poetic imagination. It is heart-rending and very touching, but so very sad and without hope. Love is out there - i t is just weeding out the losers and hurters.
Great poem. Good form and rhythm.
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wow...
First off thanks for the larger font.. these old tired eyes to appreciate you very much. Those little bitty font really make my eyes tired.
As for the poem itself. I liked it. Doubt is always there when love is in the air...
So many questions....
Good job. Thanks for sharing this with us.
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