A Poem by TuckerB


Author: TuckerB
Created: July 02, 2010 at 08:23 pm
Upload Type: Poem, M (16+)  
Category: Sad | Personal | Self Help
Upload Stats: 4.5 Stars by 3 users with 3 comments and 189 views

On to Better Days  

Starting at the ceiling and shadows on the wall. Canít get this out of my head, cannot think at all. As I contemplate the feelings that terrorize my mind, I focus on the healing of the scars you left behind. How could I have done this to myself? Alone again, thereís nothing, no one else. And I regret the things I thought I knew and know itís all because of you. Feeling like Iím fading away, open wounds that bleed inside. Feeling like Iím fading away as slowly I begin to die. And I hope you know itís all your fault. No one to blame you have been caught. And as you realize the error of your ways, Iíll be gone and on to better days.

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mia96
July 03, 2010
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Raw emotion is always stunning in writing and the way you've written this piece is so unbelievably gorgeous. The pain expressed in your writing is so powerful and emotional. I read this poem to be about death and the freedom from life and the pain it causes, and I don't know if thats the intended meaning or not but I can really understand and relate to it. Well done!


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-Seo-
July 03, 2010
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But you should press enter every now and then just for clarity's unecessary sake


-Matt


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firedrake
July 02, 2010
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This is revealing and insightful. Lovely, hurting poetry. My only critical comment is in the prose presentation. I think the impact is much greater as a poem:

Starting at the ceiling and shadows on the wall.
Canít get this out of my head, cannot think at all.
As I contemplate the feelings that terrorize my mind,
I focus on the healing of the scars you left behind.
How could I have done this to myself?
Alone again, thereís nothing, no one else.
And I regret the things I thought I knew
and know itís all because of you.
Feeling like Iím fading away, open wounds that bleed inside.
Feeling like Iím fading away as slowly I begin to die.
And I hope you know itís all your fault.
No one to blame you have been caught.
And as you realize the error of your ways,
Iíll be gone and on to better days.



(Author)
I'm sorry, i'm sure that's originally how it was written but my boyfriend wrote these and sent them to me in either a text or an email so i do not know how they are meant to be presented. i can't ask because he does not even know they are here. thank you though. i will fix that.

 TuckerB replied on July 03, 2010




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