Love's Wrath

• Artist: Poetic Progression
• Description: It's a poem I posted in the arena earlier, but I deleted that post for a few reasons. One, I didn't get nearly enough feedback as I would have liked. Two, I decided to change the title. Three, I added more to it. Four, I didn't feel like clicking the "Edit" button. So here it is, a poem about how I would feel if my true love died.
• Date: 01/05/2009
• Tags: loves wrath

I think I'm going insane from trying to play this game
Nothing ever changes; things always stay the same.
Only the hurt gets worse and the tears are harder to restrain.
My chest threatens to burst as my lungs get more difficult to tame.
Losing you is losing everything with nothing left to gain.
My heart stops and my muscles freeze as the pain stabs at my brain.

It would be so much more easier done than said
To stab my heart and shoot my senseless head
It's what I deserve, it's what I need, to feel once more like other men.
A small punishment compared to living through it all again.

Thinking of you makes me go into a scene
Where I scream and writhe as if burned in a tank of kerosene
Love is not what it seems, most times it can be so mean
As it's relentless pull rips me apart from the main seam.

It's so hard to try and tell myself not to cry
As I watch this love hang my spirit out to dry
My happiness is ashes, my faith buried alive and left to die
As I acknowledge the fact that a smile just became another lie.

People tell me to forget, but they never felt this
They never suffered this
They aren't sensless
Their laughter isn't hopeless.

Every breath that I breathe
Is another knife with a silver gleam.
And as all emotion ceases to be
I get some feeling as I bleed.
And I fall to my knees
And to God I shout, "Please!"
It's not fair for this love to seize
My emotions and just leave!

She's gone forever, she won't come back to me
I won't ever see again the way her eyes shine at me
Her presence is the prescribed drug that can cure me
But she's gone forever, I can't stand this epiphany
I can't stand it stripping me of feeling with it's horrible infamy
I can't stand living without her, God strike me now and kill me!

I'd give everything I have away, just to numb the pain
Just to feel happy and to refrain
From picking up that one picture frame
Where it has been captioned with her beautiful name
Oh, I'd give it all just to have love's wrath wane
And leave me to die gladly and sane.

Comments

[tembreyo]

I really enjoyed reading this. It was very detailed and descriptive.

[Touketsu-x-Tsuki]

this was really good. Your sense of rhymes is just awesome!

[sergeantstephanotis]

This poem is very gut-wrenching. The subtle end rhyme is cool, but you certainly don't need it--the pain stands alone. Very good job!