Submissions by teardropsofink
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
As Much as it Hurts
As much as it hurts
it must be done
Knife taken in hand
so sharp that it bleeds
yet dull enough to rip and tear
the roots of all the love that was
and now is not
To remove the black vines of memory
overgrown in a wild tangle of
fathomless emotion
unrecognizeabe
Healing through pain?
through the pain of loss and betrayal
that you brought to life?
Perhaps.
Perhaps not.
But try.
it must be done
Knife taken in hand
so sharp that it bleeds
yet dull enough to rip and tear
the roots of all the love that was
and now is not
To remove the black vines of memory
overgrown in a wild tangle of
fathomless emotion
unrecognizeabe
Healing through pain?
through the pain of loss and betrayal
that you brought to life?
Perhaps.
Perhaps not.
But try.
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Heartbreak Waitin' To Happen
I knew it baby when I met ya
With your devilish eyes and that sideways kind ’a grin
That you were nothin’ but the guy I had been tryin’ to avoid
Anything we tried to start would someday, somehow end
(Pre-Chorus)
Yet I wanted
To go out and be crazy
Let it all
Go with ya baby
(Chorus)
E...ven.....though I knew that
You.....weren’t..... tellin’ the truth
......When you said you’d be here for all time
Still I wanted to believe it!
(and now)
E....very.....day I tell my
self....I.....shouldn’t feel this...
With your devilish eyes and that sideways kind ’a grin
That you were nothin’ but the guy I had been tryin’ to avoid
Anything we tried to start would someday, somehow end
(Pre-Chorus)
Yet I wanted
To go out and be crazy
Let it all
Go with ya baby
(Chorus)
E...ven.....though I knew that
You.....weren’t..... tellin’ the truth
......When you said you’d be here for all time
Still I wanted to believe it!
(and now)
E....very.....day I tell my
self....I.....shouldn’t feel this...
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Another Date With Death
Memories play back inside my head
Those strolling sidewalks in the
Paris rain, falling sweetly down upon our heads....
...those loving scenes I can't describe
(And I can't)
Put down these love letters
Cluttered up with broken promises
Of the we should have had, You swore...
...you'd never leave me
But these days that you are gone
Are killing me little by little
Every day
I break apart a little more inside
(Chorus)
You said
That one day we might talk again
But these
hours that pass by me take so long
And I...
Those strolling sidewalks in the
Paris rain, falling sweetly down upon our heads....
...those loving scenes I can't describe
(And I can't)
Put down these love letters
Cluttered up with broken promises
Of the we should have had, You swore...
...you'd never leave me
But these days that you are gone
Are killing me little by little
Every day
I break apart a little more inside
(Chorus)
You said
That one day we might talk again
But these
hours that pass by me take so long
And I...
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