Dark Poetry #4 |
Farewell |
A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
What was so dear to her Is now ashes and dust, She's locked the last open door, The queen of anger and lust. She drowns anguish of loss In drops of cheap alcohol. The ones she cared of most, Have given up on her, Letting her fall. A thousand letters Are all with no reply, Her dreams are shattered, Just like the night starry sky Above her Sorrowland. When morning comes, She'll be already dead. Another step to nowhere, Another cigarette, lit, Another sigh of despair - She sees her life as deceit. Without saying a word, She quietly opens the gates - She's leaving here... What for? But it's the last of all her mistakes. A thousand letters Are all with no reply, Her dreams are shattered, Just like the night starry sky Above her Sorrowland. When morning comes, She'll be already dead. The queen of sorrow, Why did you leave this world? A stranger loved you, But only never told... A thousand letters Are all with no reply, His dreams are shattered, Just like the night starry sky Above his Sorrowland. When morning comes, He'll be already dead. |
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ladylisa Member
since 2007-04-29
Posts 342Florida USA |
Wow, very touching and deep. It's amazing how we see ourselves and how others see us. Really enjoyed this. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
You have so much more to lose when you aren't honest about how you feel. enjoyed. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
Thank you |
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carolinabeen Member
since 2006-12-12
Posts 69 |
I know it's inside I cried I cannot do anything but help You through |
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