Open Poetry #39 |
.Untitled.Without.Purpose |
Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
Everything I used to think. Everything I thought I knew. Everything I can't believe in you. This is all said and done. The past has past, and we are through. This is all I have left to give to you. My heart has been swept out to sea, by the neverending tears. My sould is in a different place. Watching and waiting, for another day to end in war. Watching for the knives to drive into the pain, into my back. When they dig in, its all your fault. I never should have turned my back. I walked away. You are you, and I am me. Thank God for that. Untitled without any purpose, you are cruel, and I am left in this world. To battle it out empty handed. You come with your sword in hand, I look at you, because you've gone mad. I am at war without a weapon without a word, just my tears. |
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jarrett Member
since 2006-05-10
Posts 72Ut, USA |
I loved these lines. "I am at war without a weapon without a word, just my tears." This is a wonderful piece. Tricia |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
"You are you, and I am me. Thank God for that." this says it all right here Kellie |
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