How do I start a line to detail this plight? Should I do it with a song or with a searing bite? Darling, for all the ancient roads we've gone through Have we not understood love or the longing for truth? How do I start a history of times already gone? Shall I tell them about the forgotten smiles we have done? Or perhaps I should start from the point where it hurt Just from seeing your face as I watched love in its rebirth What does he have that I have not fought for? Tell me where it all went wrong before you walk out the door Because it's been years and I'm still asking if this is reality When I stood there and watched you choose him over me
How do I kill the flame we have sealed with fate? Do we blow on it or hope for the best as seasons fade? How about the rhymes we let wild as of late? Do we chase the embers of peace we haven't laid? I breathe the plumes and ashes—what's left of us The pictures on the walls just tell me all that's been dust It's been a question—one to plague my mind for years And what did it give you? Closure? Guilt? A reason for tears? Tell me, how in the world did we end up like this —broken, unhappy, screaming for the sacrificed bliss— Love, it breaks my heart and still continues to be Why, in the face of gods, did you choose the stars over me?
How have I not seen this coming from a mile away? Am I blind or do I just am drawn to your sway? I'm a thinking creature but sense fails in time Is that why I'm caught in the traps of blood and grime? Love, perhaps these words are nothing but whispers in the wind They won't reach your ears much less the soul who sinned Because of the gray eyes and the innocent laugh The late nights of sparkles and promises to be enough Which mouth did you believe, then, love? Do I have to tell you what I did and what I had? Why do I have to taste the bitterness of shattered fantasy? Why do I have to swallow the truth as you chose comfort over me?
Have I learned nothing despite the numerous questions? Sage words of untrained error now spoken void of emotions It's my choice, then—it's my choice to stay blind Because I believe that with my eyes closed, I can find The hidden truth and the answer to what love is You wanted to know as well so I gave you my promise Now that we're at the crossroads after an era of safety Tell me, do you still want to continue this savagery? Are you waiting for acceptance or the end of your story? It won't come—I refuse—until you say you're sorry Because I've done nothing but cry over the years of agony Yet you sat there and, over again, chose silence over me
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Ayt. This poem is sad...again.
It's an ongoing challenge for me to write one happy poem without the sad or bitter undertones so you can get an idea of how much I've been struggling to deviate from all the sadness since I feel like it's becoming stale to y'all. xD
So yeah, this poem...it's full of unanswered questions and me trying to get back my groove and the proper tone for this structure after writing shorter pieces for ASOSACOW. So yeah, the next poems will also be me groping around trying to do just that so expect for a whirlwind of disaster and yes, more sadness. lol.
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