I love writing poetry. I love writing fullstop. It allows me to paint a picture in words of the visions and thoughts that are in my mind. Anyways, I wanted to share the very first non-cat sat on the mat, type of poem I wrote.
When You Went Away
Ticking clock, elusive sleep...
...Pain echoing.
The pain of knowing how much I hurt you.
Respect and love lost.
The pain of knowing that the distance in your voice is for me and me alone.
Warmth fading.
The pain of knowing that words are no longer mine to have.
Lost conversations.
The pain of knowing that you may never want to kiss, make love or hold me near.
Desire and passion ending.
The pain of knowing that the future is uncertain.
Hopes and dreams vanishing.
The pain of knowing my words no longer have meaning for you.
Belief changing.
The pain of knowing I failed you.
Trust diminished.
When You Went Away
Ticking clock, elusive sleep...
...Pain echoing.
The pain of knowing how much I hurt you.
Respect and love lost.
The pain of knowing that the distance in your voice is for me and me alone.
Warmth fading.
The pain of knowing that words are no longer mine to have.
Lost conversations.
The pain of knowing that you may never want to kiss, make love or hold me near.
Desire and passion ending.
The pain of knowing that the future is uncertain.
Hopes and dreams vanishing.
The pain of knowing my words no longer have meaning for you.
Belief changing.
The pain of knowing I failed you.
Trust diminished.