I Was One
I'd thought he'd finally broken me, and left me there to die Slowly I thought I'd wither away and drift on the wild west wind, forever without shelter It was as if my spirit was torn to ribbons on the silky words he spoke And then heartlessly ground to putty I thought I would never truly live again, not even as the leaves withered did I wither, but greater was my sorrow I would hold the memory close and croon, hoping for a day to pass when I would cease As I shackled myself to that memory and hated myself for doing it I wanted to live again But he had imprinted a constant distrust upon my heart that would never wear to ruin That would linger on as I cradled the false recall Kind words he said slithered over me to bind me to him And he was the one He was the one Who stole that first kiss A kiss I long to forget For I regret its passing and the hurt it left for me I should have saved it, not wasted it Not wasted the new The untouched And now I am changed, and I wish I had not done it In the far dead reaches of my mind are the echoes of reasons And they tell me, so silently, so gently I am not dead He was a real jerk But he taught me so much By pulling me out of my little shell, he inflamed me with passion For life, for love, for passion itself He brimmed with a seeking and a notion To follow it no matter what He left me It is my burden to bear My gaping hole to fill with what I will My pain he does not know I must remember It takes two And I was one So please bring wrath upon my head for confessing, but it is true My shame eats away at me even now Behind my eyes my tears continually prick But i bid them to be patient And they will fall When i am ready For the brokenness To flow And Drench me in its completion
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