Out of sight,
Out of mind
Heart is rotten
Eyes are blind
Touch her here
Touch her there
Passion broken
You are unfair.
I’m broken
And nobody
Wants to
Fix me
No matter
How much
I plead
And beg.
A toy past
Novelty
Left alone
To waste
And rot
Collecting
Dust
On the
Shelf.
Forgotten
Unloved
Ridiculed
Beaten.
I just never
Thought
My life
Would be like
This.
Alone, again,
No one to
Hold or
Kiss.
No-one to
Remember
I am here
As I pass
Another
Year.
No romantic dinner
Tender kiss
Or flourishing
Bouquet
No romantic evenings,
Or strolls
In the park
No holding hands
Or adventures
In cars
No-one to wipe
Away my
Sorrowful
Tears
No-one to be with
Controlling my
Fears.
Just another
Lonesome
Sad
Quiet
Day
No-one
To tell me
It’s going to be
Okay.
I have a tendency to get caught up and lost in the world, still trying to discover what my gift is and how to use it. I write either when I'm deliriously happy (right now it's magic and butterflies though that is changing on a daily basis) or depressingly upset, so it's one extreme or the other, never a happy balance or medium. I love imagery and try and capture what I see in my mind's eye but sometimes I just don't have the words...I hope you enjoy reading, please tell me what you think!
I really like this, well done.
i think i need to fix the punctuation but it depresses me each time i read it, took me ages to put it up as it’s so sad! thank you!