Buried Under What You Never Could Give

Catch me

I’m falling

Too far for my tattered, lonely heart



Tears

Drip like rain drops on a window

Pain

Like blood from my

Broken heart



The wind

Blows

The sound of

Silence

That slices me apart



I felt

You there with

Me

Opening my eyes to the

Emptiness all around

Lost in space



I’m falling



The scent

Of your cologne

Lingers

Following me

To the vast, unfillable

Void



Nothing

But the blackness of

My withering soul

Is left because



The truth

You never gave me



You stood

And watched as I

Fell

Into the black whole

My heart has become



Your love

Nothing

But a

Lie

In the grave you dug for me

Fallen too far to be saved

Lost to life



Love taken

Away

All my blood seeping

Beneath

Weeping for eternity

With Grief

Under the ground

That has me

Forgotten.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written today, 3/28/04, with inspiration from Jon.  It's not about Jon, just something he said that brought out feelings hidden deep inside.  He was sad to bring out such feelings in me, but I'm so glad he did.  It helps to undercover the the feelings from within and let them out in the beatiful art of words.  Thank you Jon.

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Becky Blomgren's picture

I just wanted to tell you how much I love this poem. I think the title is wonderful in itself. I was really touched by the lines "The sound of/ silence/ the slices me apart" and "The scent/ of your cologne/ lingers/ following me". I can really feel it when you talk about silence slicing you apart...it's something I've experienced but I could never put into words. Beautiful poem. I love it's structure too.

vipervenomnu's picture

You know I don't like to be thanked, especially for hurting you and really not doing anything worth being proud of at all, but i'm glad that I could inspire you to write. This has an odd style. You seem to be forming new and rather interesting styles with you poems lately. it's nice to see you stretch your pen. I think it's cool how you perposely seperate certain words or string of words by giving them there own line. It puts emphasis on certain things an adds feeling were there otherwise wouldn't be as much. Although this poem is sad, and I hate reading sad poems especially from people that i care so much about, I think that it is very well written and you should be proud that you could create such a thing.

Nathaniel Haywood's picture

This poem really tells a story. I like how it is centered and how you divided the lines - it really adds to the poem. I don't really now how to describe it...it's clear yet cloudy, and almost ethereal (if that makes any sense). Anyways, I think it's a great one.
Nathaniel

vipervenomnu's picture

wish I could stop you from falling!