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For three years now I have cept the same phone in my night stand next to my bed down in the second middle drow Just because of one message on it that I cannot bring my self to delete. Some times at night I lay there in my bed tucked tight under my blankets with tears streaming down the sides of my cheeks and I play the message over...and over...and over again so that I can hear the sound of his sweet voice so that maybe, just maybe I can get some sleep. And at the times that i do, I dream of his face and of the times that I once had happyness in my life I dream of the times that he once layed here besides me with his arms rapped tight around me and his warm body pressed up against mine. i have gotten rid of all of his things. His CD's His clothes His books His pitchures Everything Everything but that message. because for three years now I have been drowning in somthing that I don't even know, and the sound of his voice in that message, seems to be the only thing that keeps me from falling above my head. |
"that keeps me from falling above my head" love that.. a sincere piece of writing...i agree with nicodemus...lots of the spelling errors will be caught in microsoft word...not all, but many of them... but aside from that...good piece, very moving, very open and relatable. jacob | Posted on 2011-03-02 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | Truly a perfect piece! I don't know what else to say... this is truly a post from your heart out to all use to read and judge although I am sure a lot of use out there can relate | Jackz | Posted on 2009-07-25 00:00:00 | by jackz | [ Reply to This ] | I thought that this poem was really beautifully laid out. I can relate to it really well as I too have tried to divulge my life of anything to do with a certain past love but somehow cannot bring myself to throw away one last letter from him. | There is such raw emotion. Its heartfelt and straight to the point. You convey every emotion well and allow for the reader to put themself in your place. By no means does this piece suck. I have no critiques besides the obvious which other people have commented on and given you advice about. Continue to write from the heart for others to read. good job! ![]() | Posted on 2008-11-12 00:00:00 | by jaramae | [ Reply to This ] | exstordairy wirting, emotionle, you realy know how to write out the words some people can't display. nice. | faid | Posted on 2008-10-04 00:00:00 | by faideddarkness | [ Reply to This ] | Often times I really enjoy poetry that is very simple and raw. You lack simplicity, but you have mastered conveying pure, raw emotion. I may have only read two of you pieces so far, but that much is already obvious to me. This is the kind of work that speaks to anyone one that has had trouble letting go of someone (which is almost everyone). I read your words and I know your pain, because it reminds me of my pain that is all but gone and forgotten. | One tip for you, write you stuff in Microsoft word first, then you can run spell check. Just copy and repast to whatever it is you are posting on. Not only can you use the spell check, but also if something happens to/on the site you are posting on (anyone that has blogged on MySpace knows this pain) you won’t have to start all over cause it will still be sitting on Word till you erase it. I know these things for I too am not good at spelling, and I have lost hours of work to the horriable glitches of MySpace and other sites. | Posted on 2008-09-11 00:00:00 | by nicodemous | [ Reply to This ] | no, this doesn't suck. | i respect the honesty and the details you've imparted for us here, and that terrible aching hurt you show in the actions you've taken. to get rid of their memory is a fruitless attempt but one that needs to be done to experience rebirth. and to move on, that's the hardest part, isn't it? | Posted on 2008-09-11 00:00:00 | by discombobulated | [ Reply to This ] | |