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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Goldilocks

Lying on the tallboy top
Next to one of mine --
Guess what I picked up today?
Another one of yours!

Not so obvious to spot
Against the grain of wood
Was this a strand from when I'd seen
You when you'd curled your hair?

It seems I always find your hair
No matter how I clean.
I find them here, I find them there,
I find them everywhere!

Can you imagine? Five years on
Well, it's almost that long.
Since you last left, and now I still
Am reminded of you.

How much have you impacted me
That I still bear your holes?
A void remains where my heart was
A shell, instead of soul.

It's possible to live heartless
It gets much easier
For as the years go sliding by
The wounds would slowly heal.

OR So you'd think. The truth is false.
The longer you go without a need
The more the need cuts into you
And opens up the wounds.

It's strange; I've never gotten over you.
No matter where I go
There's always been others to chase
But at day's end, just you.

No other haunts my nights so much
No face so regular
As yours frequents my daily dreams
It's no longer a scare.

Why can't I just leave you behind?
Why can I not forget?
Instead I constantly remind
Myself of my regret

I should have Never let you go
No matter what the price
If only then you'd start to know
The pain just might suffice.

When I returned from dinner, it
Had Gone! That precious hair!
That means it's time... To hunt you down
Let history... Repeat...!

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