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mccreadyisgodmccreadyisgod Posts: 6,395
edited April 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
So I lost my mind for 18 months:

And I drowned.
She held my head under and I breathed water,
Knowing it filled my lungs.

And I burned.
She held the flame under me and I waited,
Just wanting to be warm.

And I bled.
She cut and drained me and I watched the flow,
Trying to purge myself of superficiality.

And I was beaten.
She bludgeoned me with her smiles and I asked for more,
As each blow brought me closer to unconsiousness.

Until:

I awoke.
She let me see herself as a person...
...and I opened my eyes,
And knew I could die no more for her.

And I cried.
She made me love her, obsess over her, believe her infallible...
...and I lover her still,
And will always love her.

But:

I am alive.
She also lives, although in a different universe, and I admire the postcards,
But today (if no other day) I live within myself.
...and if you don't like it, you can suck on an egg.
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Comments

  • tsopotelbatsopotelba Posts: 80
    It's hard getting over someone. It's even harder when you don't want to get over them. Maybe impossible.

    Nicely constructed, by the way.
  • Anna_falkAnna_falk Posts: 114
    It seems to me you loved her more than you loved yourself..
    but I know it's just a poem.
    To worry about tomorrow doesn't make it easier,
    it only makes today worse.
  • rarghrargh-brownstarrarghrargh-brownstar Posts: 1,272
    thats deep
    thanks for sharing. :)
    Rarghstarfarian.
  • mccreadyisgodmccreadyisgod Posts: 6,395
    Anna_falk wrote:
    It seems to me you loved her more than you loved yourself..


    The sad thing is, it's true and always was true, but two days ago I would've been proud of that fact. Now I realize it was just one more reason why it would never work.
    ...and if you don't like it, you can suck on an egg.
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