Our time together was wonderful
But now your done
You threw me aside
and left me beside
I grow wings as black as night
and white as falling snow
they carry me to heights
I've never known before
And to depths
to deep for me to escape
My Beautiful I love you
But you doubt me
So I'll fly away
My wings are aching
I'm falling
No one is there to catch me
Since you've been gone
My wrist are bleeding
My heart is burning
What life throws your way
Comes back and hurts me
I still care for you
and I don't know why
The pain of loving you
has abruptly stopped
now its just pain
of thinking about you
My wings are fading fast
blowing in the wind
Alas I come in last
knowing you forgot about me
Thanks,
now I'll let my blood pour
it seeps from my heart
and unto the floor
can you hear me?
I still love you.
Well, ehm. Emo is a correct word to put in the title. The poem was decent. I couldn't tell if the poem was about someone dying physically, or if they died mentally. And I couldn't tell if there was a rhyme scheme. It started out in the first stanza with one but then it just dropped. As for mechanics just tighty it up a [censored] with maybe capitalizations at the beginning of each line. Other than that its a good poem..
Submission Name: Emos Hurt 4evr
