Emo rain is emo days
endless nights drown in tidal waves
the countless cuts i’ve drawn have stayed
but they never keep the pain away
blame the road most traveled by
the happy give an awkward eye
the dead have understood the pain
But they say im too young to die
few can understand the cost
my life i give for love thats lost
so cold here in afterlife
cold, my heart, consumed by frost
back below where i belong
let my wrists bleed the final song
and when i die before i wake
I hope that he just carries on
let him have peace when i am gone…
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This poem is so visual. I’d use the word ‘powerful’ but that doesn’t do justice. The last few lines… I hope that doesn’t happen for a while. I hope you realize all your potential… and experience a world of smiles… and only after that… that you move on. I hope if he carries on that he gets to see how well you did as YOU carried on… what YOU did… what YOU accomplished…
You have a very deep sense of love, and of loss. I once wrote something to the effect that I still can love someone when they shit on me, and perhaps that’s stupid. But if you can feel the depth of love, it’s not stupid. I send you strength
Vedura…that strength is much needed. Thank you for reading and understanding my words exactly. I’d love to read what you wrote sometime if you still have it
distant.road..you are always so sweet and you always say the nicest things. Potential…I dont think so. I must not have much potential if the only one thats used to actually love me cant see it.
One more thought… Whoever this person is to whom you are writing will probably not find peace, far to the contrary, if you die.
He tells me that he’d be happier if i didnt exist sometimes..he takes it back almost everytime..but he says it most of the time recently
If he’s telling you that he’d be happier if you didn’t exist, you should tell him that that’s impossible. Because even if you die, you still exist in people’s minds, you still have presence if even though you aren’t physically there and alive. So you’ll exist until anybody who has ever heard of you or met you or even seen you has died. Which would take a pretty big chunk out of the population.
I guess youre right emotionlessandlost, i just knew what he was trying to get across..he doesnt want me here and if he doesnt want me here, i dont want to be here.
Beautiful