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You Forgot About Me
There I lay,comfortably on my broken bed,waiting for your return.
My dear, where are you?
Without you, I've become a vexed void.
Pessimism gripped onto an endless eternity.
I honestly hate having you in my mind.
You don't take notice of my silent screams.
There I sat, looking out at the dreamy daylight.
My dear, where are you?
I feel brutally betrayed,
by the scathing and scarring promises not kept.
But you don't care, for it was all contrived.
And I don't care, for it was all a craving.
There I lay, screaming in the sheets, waiting for your return.
My dear, where are you?
Torturous taunts echoing in my head.
I want to believe, that I made no mistake.
Even so, despite of the arduous night,
I still await you, to return into my sight.
There I sat, looking out at the distorted delusion.
My dear, where are you?
The bitterness and betrayal consumes my soul.
And yet, the sunlight still resumes.
Even so, despite of the cruel day,
I continue to wait and be led astray.
My dear, where are you?
I can't construe.
I am numb.
I am nothing.
I am nobody.
If only you could see, for it was all because......
You Forgot About Me.
My dear, where are you?
Without you, I've become a vexed void.
Pessimism gripped onto an endless eternity.
I honestly hate having you in my mind.
You don't take notice of my silent screams.
There I sat, looking out at the dreamy daylight.
My dear, where are you?
I feel brutally betrayed,
by the scathing and scarring promises not kept.
But you don't care, for it was all contrived.
And I don't care, for it was all a craving.
There I lay, screaming in the sheets, waiting for your return.
My dear, where are you?
Torturous taunts echoing in my head.
I want to believe, that I made no mistake.
Even so, despite of the arduous night,
I still await you, to return into my sight.
There I sat, looking out at the distorted delusion.
My dear, where are you?
The bitterness and betrayal consumes my soul.
And yet, the sunlight still resumes.
Even so, despite of the cruel day,
I continue to wait and be led astray.
My dear, where are you?
I can't construe.
I am numb.
I am nothing.
I am nobody.
If only you could see, for it was all because......
You Forgot About Me.
Published 26th Oct 2014
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26th Oct 2014 3:22am
26th Oct 2014 9:19am
Ah, the deep pain of betrayal, holding onto hope, waiting endlessly in the emptiness.
Love the flow and excellent word choices. Well expressed all around. Great read.
Love the flow and excellent word choices. Well expressed all around. Great read.
27th Oct 2014 9:43am
My humble thanks for the praises! Plenty more dark, depressing poems coming soon!
27th Oct 2014 5:04pm
I have been here and felt this and do feel it. I think maybe it's about perception. That and words not being directly said. Your deep and I like it not dark, not dark at all but deep.
