Poems

When I lost you...

This song is the one I was listening to as I wrote this poem. I will do this with every part.

*I was shutting the world out... I had no clue how to stay up right... I was... God I don't know. To the people who had their heart broken by their parents before anyone else could. To those who lost someone they love mentally, and physically.*

"The day I lost him I didn't know what hit me. It came so quickly, but I should've known. The pieces had been showing themselves to me for years.

The day, or days, I should say... Were beautiful. I know, it'd be a better story had the day, or days, been cloudy, gloomy even. The RIGHT mood setting.

I suppose I can tell you that the weather was not heart thrilling beautiful, and perfect in every way possible, but that is a lie. And unlike him, I do not lie to myself.

It's not like I was prepared for that day, but really in a way, I wasn't surprised. I had been waiting, my mind just hadn't know it.

I loved him, I still do in some old fashion but, it'll never be the same.
He was always there, we grew up together, us against the world.
The days leading up he started taking things from me. Slowly, piece by piece, then all at once.

First it was just happy memories, then my will to trust. Following that was my happiness all together. Then one little sliver at a time.... He took my heart. Until finally, all that was left, was my light. He tried to take it, but I fought like hell. I held my light as though my arms would go numb, he would never have the chance to take it from me.

The days which I fought he took my sanity as I turned a blind eye. Oblivious of the happenings around me until I felt my body ache. My body pushed the sleep away. The one thing that came naturally... That too had been ripped from me.

I started counting the stars, days, months, and hours. I grew older, as did he. I thought maybe, eventually, all the bad would end.

As time passed, the good started to flow through me. It made me feel good, happy, and loved in every inch of my broken body. I absolutely loved this feeling, and I didn't dare let things change it. The good distracted me from the memories from the one which I lost.

Eventually, that good disappeared. I could not blame it. I loved the good, and wanted to protect it. The only way to do that, was to keep it from him. Away from me...

The day I lost him was one I won't forget. Still, I'm reminded of the good which used to be, but never will be."

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Hey everyone! I hope you enjoyed this poem!
Now you can interpret this however you'd like. I, the writer, shall not tell you why I wrote this poem.
My hopes are that you, the reader, will take this poem, and morph it to your liking so it can fit your scenes in life as well as it did mine.
This could be about a lover, friend, parent, stranger, animal... Etc.
Choose what you will, all I ask is you do not copy write.
If you, the reader, shall decide to post this anywhere or quote it, I'd love to be mentioned.
Tell me your thoughts on these poems as they will progress.
Thank you all,
-Midnight.