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| Didn't Posted by: Driana Le Souris at 05-06-2017 18:54 PM, Last Modified 05-06-2017 18:54 PM |
I didn't know how to reach..
I didn't know how to tell you..
I didn't know it would hurt this much.
But what I did know,
Were the tears on my pillow.
I didn't know you would leave me..
I didn't know I became another face..
I didn't know we were perfect until the day I couldn't reach..
Now I lay here with the tears on my pillow.
Now I lay here regretting those words..
Running a hand over the spot you laid on.
Wishing you were here one more time.
I am nothing but a face.
I am nothing but a failure.
I am nothing without your heart.
I am but existing.
Call me a fool.
Call me a liar.
Call me a broken doll.
A doll..
A broken doll..
A shattered doll.
Mend me please.
Mend me with your touch.
Make it all better and take this suffocation away.
I look to the heavens and I cry your name.
I look to the heavens and I beg for one more chance.
I look to the heavens and I see no light..
Now, I'm forced to look at hell and see Satan laughing at me.
"HaHaHa."
Little mouse..
"It's too late." Satan but taunted like a little game.
I didn't know how to reach..
I didn't know how to tell you..
I didn't know the pain until you were no more.
I couldn't even kill you with my own two hands.
I couldn't even begin to rescue you from the toxicity we breathe.
I cry. I cry. And I cry.
A broken doll that just couldn't reach.
If you were but alive,
I wouldn't be begging no more.
I would rejoice.
I would rejoice this pain.
I would rejoice this moments nightmare.
Hear my voice.
Hear my sorrow..
And grant me another 'morrow.
I didn't know how to reach..
I didn't know how to tell you..
I didn't know how lucky I was until the first tear drop; dropped.
The time has stopped.
My breath has frozen.
Realization has become a poison.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
The clock tries to keep going.
The clock that waits for no one.
I didn't know how to reach.
I didn't know how to tell you..
I didn't know the cruelness of this thing called love.
Now I sit here watching you go by.
Now I sit here hearing your voice.
Now I sit here going mad.
Death all but mocked me.
Love all but destroyed me.
Your name, all but rescued me.
Your voice, all but tortured me.
I cry. I cry. And I cry.
Its me now.
My tears have dried.
A broken doll sitting on a shelf watching you go by.
My story ends.
My mind escapes.
My voice silenced.
My breath no more.
This is where we say goodbye.. Forever.
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Comments:
| Driana Le Souris: Thank you. Your support means the world to me. Its a story.. a hard one to tell. Thank you so much. Your words mean the world to me. I love you too bestie, keep an eye out.. more is coming. |
| Maddox: I read this more than once. My heart shattered each time I read it. I dont know where youre getting all this talent from girl, but let it out. Strum out your heart. You are amazing. Youre strong. No matter how hard you fall. How many times your heart breaks. No matter if you cant see the light in the darkness you are never alone. You are my best friend, Love you. Keep up your writing. Your story isnt over. |
| Driana Le Souris: I appreciate the feedback. It isnt always a need for creativity.. The truth is what goes a long way. Thank you for taking the time to read it and continuing to show your support it means a lot to me. |
| Roronoa: Its not my style to post without trying to make it seem as a creative reply, though I have none. I do have to say, the poem goes to a pretty deep scale, hitting some hidden emotions left buried deep inside. So for that, I say you make an amazing piece of writing. Albeit I did enjoy your stories when I actually had the time and attentiveness to read it. Hope you make more just as amazing as the ones youve always created. |
| Driana Le Souris: Thank you for inspiring me and always look forward to writing a new one. Your support does mean a lot. I wish I could say Im sorry for the power of emotion.. When I was writing it, I felt like I was suffocating in those words. Its a strong poem. People who can connect will feel all of that poem possibly drain you. Thank you for reading. |
| Silas Cog: This was a great and sad poem. I cried in the middle of it, and I felt all the emotion as I radiated off of each word! Thank you for sharing this and Im so sorry for everything that has happened to you! Im here if you need to talk! |
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