Open Poetry #39 |
The Mistress |
tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US |
frieghtened like a feather picked hen i stand awaiting the day of my nightmare coming true layin awake in the middle of the night time tickin away doom day comes left with only one decision to make walk away from what i love , you i was just the moment til the true love of your life came home to set you free i was here holding the key til she takes it out of my hand now left stranded on the side of the road she takes my life an walks into the sunset with you to just let it go with accusations you claim it would never be this way but my intuition will have no other way i can not wait for the day to arrive packing my small heart into a suitecase i try an carrie on with my life so many options so many choices but what i chose was to love you can't imagine living to love again after this you lay sleep next to me as i write our goodbyes on a sheet of paper please forgive me as the tide comes in i go out into the deep sea away from all i knew an that was you sorry i leave no notice behind but i never asked to be the mistress THE EVENTS OF THIS POEM ARE FICTIONAL I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health [This message has been edited by tatalinia (09-29-2006 12:50 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you'll be so much better for leaving I know, trust me |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
sad, but this other side of love, the side we don't always want to know about... is nonetheless, a love story well done, tatalinia |
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