Open Poetry #46 |
The Saddest Years |
Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
Can’t stand to look at myself anymore Don’t know what this thing I have is for It slips slowly out of my hand Just like it does for another man Face down dead on the floor My heart beats like a lonely voice My head is filled with noise I hear the laughter of some far off place Within my mind, a saving grace Killed by my own choice These are the hardest tears The ones that cause all the fears These are the saddest years I feel uncertain, which way to go I can’t let these feelings show Don’t want to raise that alarm Or bring you any harm But only I really know It’s not as easy as it used to be To escape this nightmare reality Feel my hidden hunger Because I won’t be getting younger I will cease to be; me These are the hardest tears The ones you caused, but cannot hear These are the saddest years Happy faces and Bright shiny places Don’t seem to illuminate Only humiliate In all these cases So much, so little, so late To change our fate This now stands clear Your voice falls on deaf ears Love is so much like hate These are the hardest tears The ones that come when you are near These are the saddest years |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
Touched me to tears CG. ebm |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow this is such a sad introspective write I can relate having felt this way before |
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SlowlyFallAway Member
since 2008-08-29
Posts 279North Carolina |
"These are the hardest tears The ones you caused, but cannot hear" These were amazing lines. I think everyone has been here before, but I for one choose not to admit that any person has ever made me cry (this is not the truth). Good write. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
So much, so little, so late To change our fate This now stands clear Your voice falls on deaf ears Love is so much like hate ~*~ Sometimes, it is just so. Heart tugging... and you do it so well. |
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