deepundergroundpoetry.com
Never Forget You
Take this blue rose and fly free.
Escape and pretend you were never entwined with my Insanity.
Leave; I know you'll never return.
But I will continuously be writing you letters that I either crumble up or burn.
I guess your heart wasn't a luxury I was blessed to keep.
This burden of forgetting is far too heavy and my hands have grown far too weak.
It is so hard to leave our stage when our encore is in a huge demand.
But now this affliction is like the ocean devouring our kingdom we built from sand.
It's strange, how my obsession with you never died.
Maybe I just don't have the right pieces of the puzzle to push my feelings for you aside.
So I confine my feelings to a piece of paper each and every night.
Turning from lovers to strangers is literally destroying me from inside.
Now I'm sick in the head, so sick it spreads through my pen.
Unable to sleep so I reside in a world of pretend.
Now this is all that's left.
Fragments of phrases from a mentally unstable man, holding on to this illusion that this poetry will bring us back to existence.
But the truth is all it really did was give us distance.
Your memories trigger writing, writing causes my emotions to collapse.
Eternal nights of scribbling on this manuscript just call me a poetic insomniac.
Together forever; I know that's only a foolish child believing.
But you are the reason my feet are broke and I've been reduced to a life of kneeling.
You're the reason I can't hold relations and all my promises are see-through.
You're the reason I feel misplaced in this world because this mirror keeps telling me she'll come back to you.
But how can I forget the masterpiece we painted back when this canvas was newly blank.
It seems that you're the only antidote for this poison I have drank.
These hopeless metaphors just pass the time since we've gone our separate paths.
Don't take to heart my accusations, my thirst just can't be quenched with this half empty glass.
I'm just your outcast committed to a flask.
Watching from shore because our ship has set sail and unfortunately passed.
I'm not going to lie, I miss you daily.
I feel like because of our history you're the only one who really understands me.
But maybe your understanding of me is why you chose to flee.
So like I've said, take this blue rose but never forget.
I guess I'm just the end result of when a storm cloud falls in love with a sunset...
Escape and pretend you were never entwined with my Insanity.
Leave; I know you'll never return.
But I will continuously be writing you letters that I either crumble up or burn.
I guess your heart wasn't a luxury I was blessed to keep.
This burden of forgetting is far too heavy and my hands have grown far too weak.
It is so hard to leave our stage when our encore is in a huge demand.
But now this affliction is like the ocean devouring our kingdom we built from sand.
It's strange, how my obsession with you never died.
Maybe I just don't have the right pieces of the puzzle to push my feelings for you aside.
So I confine my feelings to a piece of paper each and every night.
Turning from lovers to strangers is literally destroying me from inside.
Now I'm sick in the head, so sick it spreads through my pen.
Unable to sleep so I reside in a world of pretend.
Now this is all that's left.
Fragments of phrases from a mentally unstable man, holding on to this illusion that this poetry will bring us back to existence.
But the truth is all it really did was give us distance.
Your memories trigger writing, writing causes my emotions to collapse.
Eternal nights of scribbling on this manuscript just call me a poetic insomniac.
Together forever; I know that's only a foolish child believing.
But you are the reason my feet are broke and I've been reduced to a life of kneeling.
You're the reason I can't hold relations and all my promises are see-through.
You're the reason I feel misplaced in this world because this mirror keeps telling me she'll come back to you.
But how can I forget the masterpiece we painted back when this canvas was newly blank.
It seems that you're the only antidote for this poison I have drank.
These hopeless metaphors just pass the time since we've gone our separate paths.
Don't take to heart my accusations, my thirst just can't be quenched with this half empty glass.
I'm just your outcast committed to a flask.
Watching from shore because our ship has set sail and unfortunately passed.
I'm not going to lie, I miss you daily.
I feel like because of our history you're the only one who really understands me.
But maybe your understanding of me is why you chose to flee.
So like I've said, take this blue rose but never forget.
I guess I'm just the end result of when a storm cloud falls in love with a sunset...
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 3
comments 2
reads 796
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.