I haven't written a poem in SO long, something I used to do often. This is my first one in years actually. But tonight, my thoughts just kept coming to me in poem form, and I had to take the opportunity to write it all down. so here it is:
Tear soaked pillows and broken dreams.
The bitter taste lingers on the edge of my lips.
Shards of a disappointed heart
Scattered at my tired feet.
Tired from chasing you.
How I wish that you inspired poems,
Poems of love.
You do.
Poems of a love broken.
A love tattered and torn,
Penetrated by holes of doubt and ill-fated fears.
Restore my faith
In you.
Mend the holes, sew the tatters.
Who have we become?
Star crossed lovers with no passion?
Such lovers are for stories, you might say.
But I think not.
Doomed to roam the world as a romantic,
I am
Doomed.
Shattered expectations are my baggage.
Lost loves that existed
Only in my heart.
Feeble dreams give way to even
feebler realities.
I bend down towards my tired feet,
Tired from chasing you.
I pick up the shards of
A disappointed heart.
They cut
deep into my skin.
I bleed.
It hurts
To piece a shattered heart
Together again.
But I do.
For you.
For me.
For us.
IT hurts because,
Because I know,
I know I will do this all again.
Again
Again
Again.
I lay my head down,
Down upon tear soaked pillows,
And I dream.
I dream of dreams
That will be, inevitably,
Broken.
