A chronic disease

The_one_and_only

 

Sometimes i wonder

What we would've been if i tried

If i had tried harder

Do you think we would've still ended up this way

 

So brokenhearted and crestfallen

It seems as though a chronic illness

Where no matter how much it healed

It would always come back

 

Relentless pushing and fighting

Both of us unwilling to let go

Of the last string of hope

 

But as we grasp and dangle in the air on that dainty string

Reality cut it for us

 

Life is bleak without you

And i dilapidated into something i couldn't recognise

It was exhausting to continue on

 

The fervent desire to start over again

Raided my mind every night

 

And i’m sorry my love

For what i did to myself

I hope you can understand that

I was desperate to feel something

Other than the pain and thoughts of you

 

Don’t blame yourself for what i did

It wasn't your fault

It will never be your fault.

 

  • Author: The_one_and_only (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 24th, 2021 13:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem at 2am because i was thinking about a special someone, and how they affected my life. My personal preferrence for my poems is to leave a very brief and open ending, as i like how everyone perceives something a different way, and i personally dislike stories with a fixed ending as i am a very imaginative person and like to come up with my own ending so feel free to either try to see what my true meaning and ending was or perceive it in your own way
  • Category: Sad
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