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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #1721098
Still a rough draft that needs refinement. All constructive comments would be appreciated.
My hope has no feathers

It’s freezing to death

The cold’s cut through my jacket

Right into my chest

And the thing that bugs me

The thing I find wrong

Is that my heart might freeze over

Then shatter, be gone

How ironic, I laugh, mad with hysterics

The very love we swore is the cause of these antics

The very love you proclaim is making me frantic

‘Cause I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place

Stuck between hope and a dulling despair

Between throwing you out and wanting you here

Between wanting to live my whole life for you

And ending it all

What else can I do?

‘Cause I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place

It’s cold

And I’m chasing these rainbows

In search of fool’s gold

And the bright lights I saw at the end of the tunnel

Are the flickers of fireflies

Searching the rubble

Of a city

A mind filled with struggle and strife

There lay the ruins of my former life

There lay the ashes

There lies the dust

Of metallic shined dreams now coated with rust

And like all fallen cities

Surrounded by walls

The outsiders are oblivious to it’s prisoners calls

But those in control

Cling to the façade

Insisting on niceties, forcing children to play

And so from the outside there’s no sense of trouble

As the kids play and fall

In the dirt and the rubble

And the neighbours smile sweetly

Behind windows; intact

While the houses around them crumble in shacks

And they say the soul’s windows are the eyes

So if they are smiling

Who hears the heart’s cries?

On the pavement: A skeleton of a street sign

The ruined structures

A reminder of time

And the rusty car that transports my thoughts

Speed has decreased from one hundred to naught

The saddest thing is: I thought it was working

The petrol was full

The engine was purring



H A H A! NOT A CHANCE



If something seems to good to be true it usually is

I’ve gotten the T-shirt

Taken the quiz

Joined the club and got the badge

Lived it and learned it and all that jazz

Hated myself and hated you too

Yet I’m torn by love

What the hell should I do?

O God how I hate this

Wish it weren’t true

Can’t stand the thought of my life without you

But I can hope all my life

And wish ‘till I’m blue

Somehow…

I know…

Life continues without you

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