Walking away ...with whatever is left
the remaining pride and Honor, have kept
the tears in the corners of my eyes, haven't yet wept
the thoughts of yesterday,haven't yet left...
walking away...with whatever i brought
the happiness... you gave to me and i to you,
the laughter...we shared,
the sorrows...we grieved,
of lost loves and forgotten friends...
its a habit i have formed.
so walking away...this time it should be easy...
like i have been running away from all...
turning away from reality...
remaining in love,is a concept completely lost.
every moment, movement...
maybe you are back...the sun shines behind me...
and i am staring into shadows...
carrying on...
walking away...
things slipping off...time flies by,
and then the time stands still,
and everything is a reminder...
the darkness of night,
the raindrops that fall,
the sun after a shower,
the chill in the wind,
the solitude of my room,
the people i know,
the words that i speak,
the voices that i hear,
the meaning of words,
the breath that i take,
the mirror i stare into,
everything.
walking away...from all this and more.
forever and a day.
2 comments:
Hi Die...gal the first part of the poem was soo sweet.. (i have neva been heartbroken..but well youve made me realize how painful it can be..) when a poet can convince her emotion to others she has done her job well..
Good for people to know.
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