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That Day
The salt of my tears choking my breath.
The bolt of my fears according to death.
The flash of our lives before my eyes.
The dash of cutting knives pushing at my ties.
The clash of thunder as I scream to the skies.
It all results to pain in the end,
and all we need is a friend...
Feelings of some indifference worsen a mind bend.
Differentiating what emotions our mind will send.
Pretending to go places we've never been.
Mirroring others with a chelsey's grin.
No matter how hard we try,
or how high we fly -
or even how well we lie... we can't win.
Committing the worst sin -
I'll write another that's ever so divine.
Living in a world without shine,
There's nothing that is mine... But, that's fine.
When you forget everything you ever loved,
And start to remember those who shoved -
All the bullshit you've been through,
All the times you didn't know what to do,
They all come back to memory...
People saying who or where you ought to be.
You want to flee -
So, you cover your eyes so well,
You can't see -
You close out everything, even me.
But on that day
you left...
With intentions of never coming back.
The bolt of my fears according to death.
The flash of our lives before my eyes.
The dash of cutting knives pushing at my ties.
The clash of thunder as I scream to the skies.
It all results to pain in the end,
and all we need is a friend...
Feelings of some indifference worsen a mind bend.
Differentiating what emotions our mind will send.
Pretending to go places we've never been.
Mirroring others with a chelsey's grin.
No matter how hard we try,
or how high we fly -
or even how well we lie... we can't win.
Committing the worst sin -
I'll write another that's ever so divine.
Living in a world without shine,
There's nothing that is mine... But, that's fine.
When you forget everything you ever loved,
And start to remember those who shoved -
All the bullshit you've been through,
All the times you didn't know what to do,
They all come back to memory...
People saying who or where you ought to be.
You want to flee -
So, you cover your eyes so well,
You can't see -
You close out everything, even me.
But on that day
you left...
With intentions of never coming back.
Published 28th Feb 2018
Author's Note
This Poem comes from a book I put together of 30 poems I wrote back in my late middle school/early high school days. Back then I signed my work ~The_Fallen~
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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28th Feb 2018 4:28am
28th Feb 2018 4:34am
Thank you, love. Remember these are old and I was going through a whole obsession thing with you and pretty soon i'll be posting some of the poems about you.... Very old poems...
28th Feb 2018 6:15am
