this is the hour i waited
(waisted)
you never showed (up)
intrest was made for
wishing on lightening bugs
mistaking stars
for tears
that washed away
tomorrow
was the perfect way
to spend today
knowing (nothing)
you were always a liar
never a (pause)
moment
spent thinking
i wanted to capture truth
but you never (dispensed)
tell me something real
for the first time
the last time
i wanted to hear you
breathing
click (clack)
(click) clack
you type faster
when you cry
"when i write
i am breathing"
didn't you hear me
wispering
a love letter
filled with
countless stars
i know because
i counted them all
one
by
one
a star for every tear
a tear for every goodbye
how did you catch the truth
i only threw the lie
i liked this poem. it sort of reminds me about how a felt about past exes. to tell you the truth right now i'm in a situation that i'm crying inside. i wrote a poem called
"a night of eternal crying" thats 100% true but i should have called it The Start of Eternal Crying. your poem is just the poem i needed to hear cause this is the type of poem that you can feel.thanx 4 sharing
I like the way you wrote this, and lord:
"when I write
I am breathing"
MAGNIFICENT.