Passionsrejected05 Posted July 26, 2003 Report Posted July 26, 2003 I sit here day after day. Crying, tear after tear. If you really cared, why did you leave me here? You love me, and yet you can't be with me. How is that fair? Living, waking, crying, dying. What kind of life is that? Where did i go wrong? I despise you, and love you. Detest you and can't forget you. And yet, still through all of this. I still believe that you really are. THE MOST R-resentful Y-yet A-amazingly N-naive person. though, through it all, i still love you.
SoaringIcarus Posted August 1, 2003 Report Posted August 1, 2003 Greetings, Passionsrejected0. Ah, a familiar topic. I really liked the line "Detest you and can't forget you." All of us nostalgia-junkies hear you loud and clear. Perhaps a comma, after "here" in the first line? Interesting acrosstic (sp?) addition at the end. The last line seems kind of like a P.S. Keep writing. -Icarus
Elvida Posted August 2, 2003 Report Posted August 2, 2003 I like it...that poem really clicks with what I've had happen before. great work
Falcon2001 Posted August 6, 2003 Report Posted August 6, 2003 Yeah, been there, done that...good poem, though. *sighs* I need a freaking bagel.
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