Maybe one day,
She will see.
All the knots,
She exposed in me.
As if the torment of curiosity,
wasn't torture enough.
Nope, she had to play it tough.
First the lying,
and that caused some pain.
But I just delt with it,
started to trip,
trying not to look lame.
Next came pretending,
and after that came denying,
I started to fall,
but I tried to stay strong if at all.
This was worse then the lying.
Then in came actions,
She just had to do more,
that's when I hit the floor.
She didn't notice,
she just didn't care.
How can there be a friendship,
without any trust there?
The day she made me hit the floor,
that's when I realized,
That there's nothing more,
then the tears she brought to these eyes.
Author notes
Umm yeah it's okay..thinking about past feelings...that creep up now and then.
Written August 18th, 2004
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i htink its wonderful
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such a meaningful poem, and since i have a feeling i know what this is about it's well written. i'm always here for you hun. and i hope i was one that helped you back off of the floor..lylaTs
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I really like this poem... its missing something though in my opinoin. Not sure what though. You should edit this poem again. Maybe make a few word changes it just doesn't flow. But the imagery and the ideas are conveyed well. You can feel the pain and hurt. Over all good job.
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Much better, more complete, the thought is closed, good job
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is this finished... seems almost not... like you are inthe middle of a thought... just what i thought
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