The Emptiness After the Fact

It's 5:25 and I'm still awake. . .
This is the toll on me you take. . .
I have already cried twice,
And I have written you one last letter that I believe shall suffice.
But if that is the case,
Why am I still in this place?
I am not tired, but simply numb,
And to this emptiness I have quickly succumb.
It was easier when you were full of hate.
You didn't talk to me like we were created by fate.
Your times of silence are something I grew to appreciate.
It meant there was no reminder of my lost soul mate. . .

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palewingedpoetess's picture

This is lovely but..............

Now try writing it in a not so overly rhyming way. It will free up what you are feeling and you can be much more clear and not have to make the second line rhyme with the first. I use to rhyme a lot and a friend told me to try that and he was right you will see it is very freeing as not all poetry has to rhyme to be poetry. Sometimes it flows so well one would swear it rhymed but if they go back and re read carefully they realize wow it actually didn't rhyme but was so well expressed and written that it seems to have done so. Try that the next time you can't sleep just write your thoughts without binding yourself to the rhyming of the last word of the previous sentence. I think you will find it liberating and be able to far better express what you are feeling without such constraints. Enjoyed the poem though thanks for sharing. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen