DAMN
Contributed by
rexo
on
Saturday, 6th November 2010 @ 11:30:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Staring at the end of the road, you start to wonder, "damn", how did this happen so fast. The last thing I remember was the first thing I forgot, "damn", I'm lost. I know I weeped, I wooed, even cried. I've hurt, angered, frustrated, mentally and emotionally, even once physically, "damn", I messed up. With continuous in-dormant of the same torment, I started to realize, that there was no way to fix it, "damn", I lost. So now ones left wondering, whats next, " damn", I have no idea. The love I had for everything about her was unconditional, but the display wasn't right, "damn', I guess word can't really say it all. I've never felt hope till I met a GOD fearing woman, an over achieving girl, a mind wondering boy, and a baby that sad Dada all day to someone who had nothing to do with her creation, "damn", it felt good. As time went along, everyone moved in there own direction. The GOD fearing woman lost her way, and on the road to rejoining she left me, an over achieving girl became board, a mind wondering boy became irritable, but the baby still saying Dada all day to someone who had nothing to do with her creation, "damn", 1 out of 4, I'll take those odds. Now approaching the end of days, I wonder what am I going to do now, "damn", I need a plan. Failure to plan is planing to fail. Out of all the things that I'm going to loose, I can only feel the pain of being alone and not hearing Dada all day, "damn", I'm dieing. after fully analyzing my situation, the only thing know is coming is the end, "DAMN' I guess it's to late to take it back, say sorry, or even start over. THE END, "DAMN"
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