Bad songs on a lonely night
A hungry heart which won't fight
A scalding pain tearing me apart
I hate to think this is just the start
More follows
In new shapes
Left alone for dead
I never asked for this much space
I can do nothing but hold on
Like a dying man hanging on to hope
To a memory of long ago
Should I let it go?
But who is holding who?
Whose face in whose head?
The vicious circle of a thought
Somethings I just don't want to forget
hmmm,
ReplyDeleteanother deep deep poem about love loss and misery. about being pinned down and having had enough-but still not wanting to let go.
but it is very different and true.
the greatest irony about tragedy is that we always have this myth that we are the only ones going through such loneliness and depression. the greatest cheer and also, perhaps a somewhat discomforting thought is that we are not.
that was awesome ..... I love ur poems... :)
ReplyDeletewhoa... i dont remember reading this b4....
ReplyDeleteThe vicious circle of a thought
Somethings I just don't want to forget
wudnt it be better if u did??