Your heart beats,
a rhythm to sustain your pulse.
The haunting smell of your room
remains uninvited; still,
the laughter filled with heavy sarcasm
taints the air.
My long-awaited wish had all
just been a façade.
You were never meant to overstay your welcome.
God most intended your soul to be swept from us. Leaving a desiccating hole
In every heart you touched.
I sense your presence deep within my subconscious.
Snapshots of blissful memories
Haunt my once doubtful mind.
I feel closer to you even when I know
I should never expect
a response.
I wish to remember your voice
As it was, healthy and sound.
Now, I can only hear
the soft, brittle whispers
Of your cracked voice
leaving me with a damp pillowcase.
I wish to hug you
if only for the sake of hugging you
when I felt I could not.
A nuisance, your memory is.
For every time your face
appears, I can only thank God
in a bitter manner for stealing
away my time with you.
As many times as I say,"I'll love you
and miss you forever,"Dear Brother, I have found words are never going to be enough.
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Awkward, Unrequited, Superficial, Toxic, Real Love.
PoetryLove is messy and beautiful. I have been writing poems since I was a teenager. It was my escape. It was and still is a refuge. My 20's are behind me. This book is a small collection of love-related poems that encompass pretty much most of my feeling...
