Going Backward

by Amby Mae   Feb 28, 2005


I’m lying here in bed, his words running through my head. What do you do when your world is crumbling in front of you? I would pick it up but I’m too weak to stand, He gave me strength but he let go of my hand. There’s so many tears that all day I fight, they beat me down and come out at night. I use to have sunshine everywhere I walked and got butterflies every time we talked. Once he left the sunshine was blocked out by rain and the butterflies eventually died from too much pain. My dreams I had were all crushed and my wishes were quickly hushed. I realized how stupid I had been and went back to my world when I was 10. Before all the shooting stars and fairy dust, angel kisses and demon lust. When my world was dark, dreary and cold and living in pain was getting old. I shouldn’t fall in love again cause everything I love leaves in the end.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Stef

    Great poem. Wow. I felt that one.
    Fantastic job!
    -Stef