The sweetness of the pain of a memory long lost
Almost outweighs it's high and bitter cost
I even stoped feeling crossed
But there's still a thick layer of frost
Around my heart
I'am missing a component a spare part
Needless to say she was funny and smart
That kind of girl who takes your life and makes it art
That's what she was to me - a pieace of artistic creation
But much more like a graffiti at the train station
Than a painting in a gallery
Much more like a rap song than a symphony
Today i know that i didn't love her
Just a mere idea of her constructed in my mind
And there's nothing wrong with that
Love has ways to make us blind
But don't fear love
You'll end up happy or wise
But be sure to make it snappy
Because
The wisdome comes from living while a part of you dies
That's the truth no one tells you
Even though it's quite plain
We only grow in agony
We only learn through pain
So at the end of the day
Pain is more of a friend than an enemy
Take it from someone who found out the hard way
And take it even though it sounds dreadfully
- Author: //Blue Poet// (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 29th, 2021 04:48
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 37
Comments1
'That kind of girl
who takes your life
and makes it art'
'The wisdom comes
from living
while a part of you dies'..
you're such a gifted poet, in my humble opinion
thank you for sharing your talent
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