At the end of the day you walked away
With hateful words and pain.
At the end of it all, after you’d made me fall,
I’m left here once again.
Without so much as a care, no just spiteful glares
You shunned me, let me go.
I always despise that cold look in your eyes
Giving goodbyes that should be hellos
After 4 long years, and buckets of tears
I feel hollow, empty inside
Through the stress, torment, pain you had so much to gain
Either you didn’t see or you’d hide
Knowing what I gave for you, yes I know it’s true
The scars on my heart are the proof.
Years of scorn and shame, for some I am to blame
Yet you seem cool and aloof.
I ached, bled and cried and a part of me died
Each time you closed that door.
Now I can’t even mourn, because of your anger and scorn
A love that is ever no more…
The last line is really the
The last line is really the best poetic line of the poem if you ask me. What a difference one two letter word can make, eh? Forevermore, Forevernomore.
Love it!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
What a powerful poem. So
What a powerful poem. So sad and regretful and so much pain and sorrow flows from this poem along with your tears. It is so awful to be taken for granted, glad you moved on from your love that is ever no more. Such imagery is strong in this poem through your choice of word and descriptive quality. A good read a good poem.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
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