by hippiehxc Nov 28, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
lost relationships
These broken hearts bring up so many memories. Drawn on red paper and cut up with rusty scissors. You've been the thing that's kept me going all these years. We've made promises, just to watch them fall apart. The record plays on in the background. Your voice is soothing, but every word you say cuts my skin. It was never meant to be, I'm aware. My hope has long been buried with each "I love you" said to her. You've made me senseless and susceptible before. My lungs were collapsing, my face was burning. How is it that you were the cause, but the mere thought of you brought me back? I'll lay my head on your chest just to listen to you breathe. Your heart can't seem to keep pace. Or is it mine? I've long known that your touch kills me, and your eyes make me transparent. But all of a sudden, it's too much to bear. The lies that have been painted onto your lips have stained, yet your voice continues to soothe me. Winter nights have me chilled, but I'll keep running even though you've stripped me of everything. You can say you're one last apology and kill me tonight. I'll lay down in the snow and fade away. Soon, I'll be almost as cold as your heart. So render me breathless and I'll say my beautiful last goodbye. |
by MyEscape
First I'll start with my suggestion. Though this is a free verse poem, I think it would be easier to read if broken into stanzas or at least separate thoughts, instead of altogether like a story. |