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Sunday, July 2, 2006


   Depressed Poetry...
Okay, here is another poem! Yes, it's depressing, no, I'm not going to kill myself, but, YES, I LOVE IT!!! It's very artistic, and, I was bored when I wrote in and thinking about Lance, so, yea...It's a good poem, and, you should like it. Here it is, and it's called Thank You...

Thank You
I'm confused, lost, and lonely. My once warm and loving heart has grown cold in it's solitude. I can't figure out my feelings anymore, they're mixing with my thoughts and slowly driving me into madness. When I was depressed and my heart was beginning to freeze over, your voice, your warming smile would melt away the icy hands of death and awaken me from my solitude. But, now you're gone and you're all I think about. When I think of you, I think of all the memories, good and bad. When I think of you, I smile, I cry, and I bleed. I don't understand how you can be the man of my dreams, yet, the very thought of you can drive me into a dark state of insecurity. These feelings frighten me, even though I've been waiting all my life to feel them. Now, though, when I think of you, I feel pain, I feel it in my heart and soul and I feel an emptiness in my being that I've never felt before. I get dizzy and lighthead when I hear your voice. I get sick and cry when you're not here. I know I need help getting through this deasise you've given me. The doctor says I'm Heartbroken, says it's common when a good man leaves a band woman. I guess that's what happened to us. You left me, you left this bad girl alone with nowhere to go and no more love to give. Thanks, babe, for the pain, the suffering, the memories. Thank you for the love, the compassion, thank you for all the lies and the hurt that you've given me. I'll send you the doctor's bill along with my bleeding black hearty torn into a million pieces. Thank you...

Okay, so it doesn't rhyme, sue me!!! It's free-form and awesomes!!! Comment back on it, please!

_~Savannah~_

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