Hi, there! Y'know, it's quite interesting to see how popular your poem becomes day by day. It even makes you proud that you are the one who wrote it and someone(almost six hundred people) liked it. It just... oh crap, I can't even say what it is, but as you can see, I'm very proud of myself. I really am. :)
And of course, I want to share this poem with all of you. I know you like it as much as they liked it because believe me or not, I wrote this two years ago when everything was painful. It makes you wonder how I felt and then you'll wonder how I lived it through.
I really hope you like it(In fact, I'm sure that you'll love it)!
So here it is:
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These words, which he then said
then the next moment all that was swept away.
These moments, which he stored all for me
when the sobs on my lips were the way to go.
These wishes, which he held onto to
all that was lost and now, I am standing in the rain.
These cries in him kept coming back
when I didn't listen to him and stupidly gave up.
His beloved, innocent eyes that win me over
if I no longer lived in darkness and the light was seen.
These three, wonderful words came to his lips
when I just looked at him and my hands spurged.
The steps we made, the smallest made me wonder
when I'd tipped over and the tears poured out
they wanted to be prohibited, which tortured me.
And it goes through me every day
knowing that he never belonged to me.
YOU ARE READING
Breathing in, breathing out
PoetryI could never find proper words To tell you how much I miss you And all the little things you had; First, the way you saw this world Through your sad ocean eyes. PS! In this collection, I touch on many serious topics like suicide, death, grief, trau...
