I can’t beleive this.
Poor me. Poor you.
I hate it all.
I hate you. I hate me.
I hate the sea and the sky
and I especially hate
the light I’ve seen you in all these years.
A light that manipulates you to be
the person you happened to have been for a brief time
...when I met you.
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Author:
Alex (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 20th, 2018 12:38
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
I like your metaphor of light as maybe replacement for 'good', Alex. Your poem makes me think that sometimes we see another person reflected in the light we shine on them, mistaking it for their own light. Once that light is not there anymore we see that person for what he/she really is.
And once that light is gone, the real person that shows through, tends to disappoint!! Thank you for the comment Fred!
hello, interesting writing , i love the reference to the sea andn the sky ... sometimes the way we see people is not who they always truly are .. good piece of writing here
Thank you so much Charlotte! It’s always great to hear from new readers!
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