Poems

Wings

The sound of his voice,
oh the rejoice.

The feel of his soft hands,
much more than bland.

All of this pondered through your head,
thinking about what you should've said,
wishing you could do it all again.

Now all you were left with was the memories of the one you treasured,
A relationship that would always be remembered.

The caring smile,
always was worth while,
but now you were left with a pile,
of your heart.

You would never be the same,
the emptiness driving you insane.

Getting up and walking out of your bed,
hoping to get the thoughts out of your head.

Grabbing the blade,
the enjoyment feeling as if it was a parade.

Suddenly, it all vanished,
hoping that it would banish.

But, you never got that lucky,
it would always come back,
swarming like an attack.

You couldn't take it anymore,
your life would become nothing more,
than pain.

You were trapped in your thoughts,
you might as well ought,
to end the pain,
to end the rain,
your life would end in vein.

You finally collapsed,
not being able to relapse,
letting the cold floor consume your figure.

Love can be a horrible thing,
it can even bring the wings,
the wings that let you fly,
forever into the sky.