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Goodbye
She was so innocent and beautiful,
I thought it was the beginning of the rest
of my life.
The promise i was so thankful for that she
had promised me was crushed and thrown into
my face,
worthless was what i was called on the inside.
It hurt so bad to know the truth of what she had
done with a man she did not love,
tears would stream from my heart.
The hole that was blown through was
unbearable to even realize and i had no intention
of forgiveness,
it hurt so fuckin bad i couldn't even begin to explain.
Every time i think of her i think of him doing things to
her first,
the blessing she had once promised me was ripped away
from me.
The blood he shedded not only from her but from my
heart fucking killed me inside,
ive died completely inside and this is the last poem
i will ever write.
Ive given up on everything because i can't handle anymore
pain...im too weak and ive finally figured out it is my time,
im so much older than the years ive shown.
I now say goodbye to all and it was a great journey,
but it is far to much to handle for me...
I thought it was the beginning of the rest
of my life.
The promise i was so thankful for that she
had promised me was crushed and thrown into
my face,
worthless was what i was called on the inside.
It hurt so bad to know the truth of what she had
done with a man she did not love,
tears would stream from my heart.
The hole that was blown through was
unbearable to even realize and i had no intention
of forgiveness,
it hurt so fuckin bad i couldn't even begin to explain.
Every time i think of her i think of him doing things to
her first,
the blessing she had once promised me was ripped away
from me.
The blood he shedded not only from her but from my
heart fucking killed me inside,
ive died completely inside and this is the last poem
i will ever write.
Ive given up on everything because i can't handle anymore
pain...im too weak and ive finally figured out it is my time,
im so much older than the years ive shown.
I now say goodbye to all and it was a great journey,
but it is far to much to handle for me...
Published 10th Dec 2010
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10th Dec 2010 1:28am
I like the pseudo-stanza format a lot. It works very well with the italic font, first-person view and somewhat stream-of-consciousness verbosity to make it feel like I'm actually privy to somebody's thoughts as he mulls his situation.
