you stole something from me.
pieces of me I can never get back,
and all the others after you
will try to rebuild me,
like the toys they
played with when they
were young.
we both know that
they can't replace the
things you took.
they can't fill the holes
you made.
you stole my fire.
you stole my existence.
and i pray to whatever
god you believe in
that it burns you
alive and
ruins you
like it has me.
-
Author:
k.s. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 26th, 2017 10:59
- Category: Love
- Views: 40
Offline)
Comments3
I loved this. It saddens me in the best way that I can relate. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much. I'm glad but also sad you could relate.
Katy, yesterday's poem celebrated love, today it is all over already?
No matter what, today's poem is awesome. Great writing!
Can't wait to see what will happen next!
I myself, am not in love at the moment. I just felt that today's poem in contrast to yesterday's poem would show that love isn't always sunshine and happiness. I wanted to write something I knew someone could relate to. Thank you so much for your kind words!
Thanks for sharing your sadness in an elegant Poem. It happens to all of us KATY as we travel along the road of LIFE & LOVE. I'm praying that you will rise from the doldrums and learn to LIVE & LOVE again ! Poetic Hugs BRIAN (UK)
I'm not much of a prayer but thank you Brian!
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.