Lost In December

by xoxShorteexox   Jan 2, 2012


Stumbling over the boxes
filled with pictures of us
that I dare not open for
fears of what might happen.

Drunken slumbers with no hope
of returning me back to my glory
of how it felt to know the word "love"
with all the songs and flowers.

Throwing things at the walls
that hold more memories
than I care to even count
inside of my morbid head.

Laughter seems so surreal with
all the moments I faked it without
you by my side forever like you promised
me that day before you walked away.

Laying petals upon this polished piece
of stone they laid for all to know
that you died that day in late December
with all the pieces of my heart and soul.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Jenni

    This poem hits home for me and I relate to it quite well.
    I do not know, you've got your way with words and in this piece it showed so very well. Your poems flows so smoothly and one can actually picture the speaker experiencing these things as they read along, I for my part felt like I was the speaker. The emotions are so strong and captivating; they literally overwhlemed me. At first I had thought that the protagonist is going through a break up but I realized it's way worse than that. Heart-wrenching, but beautifully written poem.

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