Love went bad
Poema publicado el 31 de Enero de 2009
She couldn't stand the silence,
She couldn't stand the tears,
and She couldn't stand her life,
After only a few years.
He was her entire world,
She gave him all she possessed,
He did the same in return,
They were thought to be obsessed.
Their love couldn't be reached,
Couldn't be touched by any other,
They were all they needed,
They only wanted each other.
From two they became one,
They made each other whole,
They filled each other's life,
They filled each other's souls.
Everything was perfect,
Everything was great,
Till reached by the unexpected,
They were told they'd have to wait.
He was slipping from her,
Like into a distant place,
And they were torn apart;
Couldn't see each other's face.
They swore they'd make it work,
Vowed love to be forever,
Didn't care about the distance,
They'd always be together.
She gave it all she had,
She did her very best,
But he still slipped away,
He didn't pass the test.
While she was thinking of him,
He had found another,
He said he couldn't do it,
And left her like any other.
She was devastated,
Her heart was torn straight out,
thought all her love was wasted,
and should have listened to her doubt.
Every day she'd cry,
She tried to fight off all the pain,
But the hurting never stopped,
Just shot through every vein.
Months went by with all her sadness,
and it only grew worse,
She couldn't accept what happened,
This was love's curse.
It finally overtook her,
She couldn't stand it anymore,
She grabbed a picture of him,
And snuck out the front door.
She walked into the woods,
Found a secluded place,
Kept thinking of the past,
And how she'd been replaced.
Hours later she was found,
In a pool of her blood,
And beside her they found,
His picture in the mud.
On the back read her reason,
Why she took her life,
What he did to her,
It seemed he held the knife.
Though physically he didn't kill her,
He tore her soul apart,
And it was obvious what she did…
It came from her broken heart.
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Poema publicado el 31 de Enero de 2009
She couldn't stand the silence,
She couldn't stand the tears,
and She couldn't stand her life,
After only a few years.
He was her entire world,
She gave him all she possessed,
He did the same in return,
They were thought to be obsessed.
Their love couldn't be reached,
Couldn't be touched by any other,
They were all they needed,
They only wanted each other.
From two they became one,
They made each other whole,
They filled each other's life,
They filled each other's souls.
Everything was perfect,
Everything was great,
Till reached by the unexpected,
They were told they'd have to wait.
He was slipping from her,
Like into a distant place,
And they were torn apart;
Couldn't see each other's face.
They swore they'd make it work,
Vowed love to be forever,
Didn't care about the distance,
They'd always be together.
She gave it all she had,
She did her very best,
But he still slipped away,
He didn't pass the test.
While she was thinking of him,
He had found another,
He said he couldn't do it,
And left her like any other.
She was devastated,
Her heart was torn straight out,
thought all her love was wasted,
and should have listened to her doubt.
Every day she'd cry,
She tried to fight off all the pain,
But the hurting never stopped,
Just shot through every vein.
Months went by with all her sadness,
and it only grew worse,
She couldn't accept what happened,
This was love's curse.
It finally overtook her,
She couldn't stand it anymore,
She grabbed a picture of him,
And snuck out the front door.
She walked into the woods,
Found a secluded place,
Kept thinking of the past,
And how she'd been replaced.
Hours later she was found,
In a pool of her blood,
And beside her they found,
His picture in the mud.
On the back read her reason,
Why she took her life,
What he did to her,
It seemed he held the knife.
Though physically he didn't kill her,
He tore her soul apart,
And it was obvious what she did…
It came from her broken heart.
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