the story of you and i (bad poem)
you came along.
i was sitting on the edge.
with pain in my chest.
and sorrow in my soul.
it was over for me.
you came along.
you were broken too.
you had hurt.
your soul had decided.
you were finished too.
we met one day.
stopped and talked.
then went on out way.
one night we talked again.
we shared our pain.
talked it out.
i told you my story.
you told me mine.
it ended there.
we talked again the next night.
getting to know eachother again.
but nothing more.
it eneded there again.
we talked the next couple nights.
not going anywere but just talking.
i was realising my feelings.
i didnt know if i wanted to.
did you like me back?
it stopped there.
a couple nights later.
a friend called.
telling me you did like me.
you were going to ask me out the next day.
i was so happy.
i was going to say yes.
and it wont end there.
tears
tears
they dont last
but they linger
tears of joy,
of sorrow.
tears from
actions.
thoughts.
happenings.
music.
you cant stop it,
it will stop you.
you cant control it,
it will control you.
the tears will always win
no matter how stong
the soul.
one may fight,
but one may also fall.
let them fall,
let the be released,
and let go.
inspired by an as i lay dying song- choking on a dream (poem)
choking on a dream
the pain seems so real
the stars shine bright
better to blind you with.
choking on a dream
glass shatters
candles melt
angels fall
choking on a dream
purple face
tears streaming
words gone unsaid
choking on a dream
the night ends
