Alone once more
As the saying goes
Better to have loved
And lost
Then not to have loved at all,
I do not agree with this
It's poetic and drawl
I've found love with a kiss
But I wish we never met
At all,
The gut wrenching feeling
The taste of her lips
Forever we're dealing
My hands on her hips,
I've said the wrong thing
She says her heart is mine
Yet my phone doesn't ring
I feel like committing a crime,
Only by chance we met
I'm dying inside
I can only fret
My sadness I hide,
The days pass slowly
I think of her still
I'm feeling lowly
She's made me ill,
I've only myself to blame
I would beg her forgiveness
I feel only shame
How did it end like this,
My heart is broken
I still see her face
We have not spoken
I miss our last embrace,
Life has no meaning
I feel nothing now
My heart is bleeding
Yet I still ask how,
How did this come about
What have I become
Now I'm without
Myself I have undone,
The night's are colder
My darkness ever grows
We both grow older
The sickness it flows,
Now it is only me
Only her I'll adore
But my foolishness
And pride have left me
Alone once more.
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Comments
Hey Jordan, this one hit home for me . I feel the heart wrenching in every line .a sad but beautiful write . I understand love now and forever. Cheers rock
Hi Jordan ..... Such a sad write about a lost love, I feel the
pain in it reading through it beautifully written
Thank you for sharing Debs
There is a certain madness in being alone and lonely after losing the possibility of a grand love or at least the hopes take it from me, but there is also an indescribable darkness, a place in which you take solitude, a somehow comforting feeling where great poems like this can arise. Good job.
Curious
Hi Jordan,
Been there! Done that! Nobody can rescue you, but you! I guarantee you if you can drag yourself out of this abyss of depression, and recreate yourself, rejoining the social scene, you'll look back within a matter of months, saying "how could I have fallen to those depths". Surround yourself with hundreds of women and love will come to you again. A very sad poem, written very well.
Peace and Love,
xox Larry