Circles Beren: Pleasant dreams die unpleasantly
Uncontrollable sobs fill the night
The morning light burns my eyes
You should've said something to me
Before you reached the point of no return
But you blamed your silence on me
So I pack my things and my memories
And watch them all be rewritten
And I keep asking myself, why?
Does anyone believe in love any more?
I still sometimes reach out for you
In the dreaming part of the night
I still smell the scent of your skin
And I still sometimes think I'll wake
And find you there smiling at me
Too much to throw away, but it's thrown
And it's all I can do to hold together
But the days, weeks, and months pass
I had to choose between life and death
Choosing life was the lesser evil
And with that choice I'll follow through
Fair, ought, and should are empty words
Plaguing our vision and our will
With those things given not chosen
We suffer them to do as they will
Let them dessicate to an empty husk
I unpack my things and look ahead
The next memories wait to be written
Hope is lurking in the shadows
To ambush me in my grief
If the story has no happy ending
Close the book and write another
Let lost love be unresolved
Silent breaths fill the night
The morning light fills my eyes
Pain recedes with the spring thaw
Re: Circles freckles: Reading these wonderful poems makes me know others are going through the same as I am. I may try to write one.
(It will not be as good as these, but I will do my best)
Re: Circles charmed: A beautifully written and emotional poem, Beren. I like the format used and the imagery is quite vivid. The last line has great impact and ties this together nicely.
`charmed
Re: Circles irony: [color=navy]
Beren:
I'm with charmed on this one.. the imagery is stunning and the emotions expressed are profound.
It reads like a typical day in my life.
thanks.
iron man
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