Remember when you were seven
And you thought you would go to heaven
Then it happened all at once
And then you got a response
You knew from then you would go to hell
Because you didn't stand when you fell
You are killing yourself with your thoughts
You didn't understand anything you were taught
Your home life
Made you use a knife
You always loved ropes
Because they'll crush your hopes
Why not OD? You ask yourself
Why not hit your head on a shelf?
Said to your parents you love bridges
You love falling off of branches
Always thought you could fly
Never thought anyone would cry
Said you wouldn't ever give up
Until that break up
That was the day you were done
That was the day you hated the sun
Why couldn't they all understand
That you won't ever lend a hand
Why the person broke you
They said they never really love you
Then it went dark...
There's a new person who hit your mark...
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Another great poem by a great poet. You are a pure soul Amber, even though you find yourself shrouded by the darkness. I too wish I could go back to that innocence that was lost so young, but none of us can. With that said, within us all a piece (even if a small fragment) of that innocence remains. There's hope in that and I pray that one day, when looking back at all you've been through, you will see how precious that remaining innocence is. It is what guides us to seek a brighter future and what aides us in giving a damn for others who suffer like us. What's more, while hell screams loudly and obnoxiously at us, never lose sight of the fact that the reminder of the reality of HEAVEN is that still, small, quiet, but ever present voice within you. Even in the midst of the hell you may find yourself in, know that heaven is yours! Keep searching. Keep expressing yourself and allowing your poetry to be a purge of all the stuff that is plaguing you. The darkness is a great muse and poetry is such a great release! This I KNOW you get, and that is why you are such an honest and beautifully poetic soul! Great write!
Thank you trlange I always appreciate you commenting. You make some excellent points. You might not be able to go back or relive ur childhood but even if u get glimpse from it. It's amazing. You might find urself growing lonely over the years and want to go back to the past, but everything happened for a reason even if you hate it. Thank you for commenting it's really appreciated and I always love what you got to say.
You are welcome. Not everything is "meant to be", and somethings happen for no good reason at all because we live in a broken world where the ideal is seldom realized. That is an unfortunate reality. With that said, I do believe and have experienced that good can come out of the bad if we are open to such growth. Anyway, I am happy that you find my comments helpful and hope that you find the inner joy (even when you are not happy) that you so deserve. You will get there, I have faith. 🙂
Well written and expressed Great write
Thanks Tony. I appreciate this. Thank you for commenting!
Welcome
Such a great poem, well done. Keep writing, as I know you will get through the darkness, and see light.
Thanks Hopey this is nice of you to say. I hope we all get out of the darkness we live in and see light. Thank you again
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