Monday, May 4, 2009

Puddles.

I was like stone.
The way I never shed a tear.
Then he came along,
And installed this fear.

Losing him was something,
I couldn't comprehend.
So now that he is gone,
It seems the tears will never end.

The hits just keep coming,
Because he isn't even being fair.
I gave him my all,
And now he doesn't even care.

About me! What about me?
Does it matter how I feel anymore?
Is there someone waiting,
Waiting on the other side of the door?

Now that I have gone full circle,
Hard stone to liquid puddles.
Please let there be a man
That puts his heart in his cuddles.

One that can keep me in the middle,
No more puddles, only smiles.
One that could finally stop 
These insane, up-down spirals.

(my attempt at poetry.take one)

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