This is an ode
To a love too quickly taken from me,
An ode to a love
That withered in the presence of fear
And fled to the arms of another.
This is a cry
To that love which was snatched away
And thrown into the winds of oblivion.
Crawl away,
You came standing up straight, but all you can do now is
Crawl
on your knees;
Come forth on the lowest ground the earth has created.
Oh, but you don’t even deserve that:
Slither away the way you came.
This is a song
To the beautiful rose that our love once was,
To the thorns we so gracefully avoided
Because-to us-they were
Invisible.
This is a broken girl
With the tragic thoughts of a vengeant mind
Who can’t bear
To loathe you
Detest you
Lead you
To give you even the smallest inkling that this could ever be
Again.
Oh, but this is a plea,
Please,
Don’t let my prayer
Be lost in my bitterness.
Decipher what I ask of you,
That’s all I ask of you.
These are the tragic thoughts of a vengeant mind...
Things will be better one day.
Crawl away,
You came standing up straight, but all you can do now is
Crawl
on your knees;
Come forth on the lowest ground the earth has created.
Come running back to me, my love
And never leave my side.
My thoughts lie hidden within these words,
Lie sleeping between the lines.
Can you find them?
Can you find me?
Crawl.
You will know me only when you sink to my level.
Only then can you feel the ground of my emotion,
And sense a sentence as I do.
I rip this poem out:
A poem
A prayer
A plea
A passive attempt at parting from you.
Crawl...
I will crawl away....
And leave you standing after,
For you are happy now
And I fall at your feet
With the tragic thoughts
of a vengeant mind,
wishing only to love you
Once again.
This is farewell. |
Submission Name: TragicThoughtsofaVengeantMind
