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Forfeited Love

Contributed by xnickix7 on Monday, 30th November 2009 @ 06:37:29 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Where’s the light? It’s a little dark
Emptiness, a lonely swing at a park
No more laughter, only a frown
Tears so uncommon on the face of a clown
A heart now refusing to beat
Once a lively flower now dying in the heat
What’s happening? It needs to end
Broken feelings need to mend
The fading picture of love once known
Almost nothing left to be shown
Dead leaves falling from a tree
A sunken ship at the bottom of the sea
When will the light begin to shine
We can we say everything is fine
When will these tears no longer fall
A baby that will walk and no longer crawl
Where is this help I’m looking for
Lost in the ocean looking for shore
When will all my pain go away
Nothing helps, not even if I pray
I want back what I had
When I didn’t know what it was to be sad
The days you couldn’t wait to hear my voice
When I felt I’d made a great life choice
In the morning my reason to wake
This life with you I wanted to make
Where have you gone? I want you back
Happiness and love I now lack
Please come back I need you now
Moving on I don’t know how
Show me that my thoughts are wrong
This trail to happiness, why so long?
These stairs, so many, do they end?
This letter written, dare I send?
So pick me up for I am weak
Turn the knob to stop the leak
Loosen the noose I can’t get air
This game you play is so unfair
End this hurt end my doubt
Our fire we share is almost out

Copyright Â© xnickix7 ... [ 2009-11-30 18:37:29]
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Re: Forfeited Love (User Rating: 1 )
by Brianimal on Saturday, 1st January 2011 @ 12:43:32 PM AEST
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"This letter written, dare I send?" awesome hook. A conflict of willpower and grieving for lost love. If any have never been there...I believe they have not truely lived.

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