Thursday, October 27, 2011

Flying Fall

This was a poem I wrote in observation.

Flying Fall

When life was given,
the love was taken,
strong hearts were torn apart.

the rain was the sorrow,
like the drops of blood,
flowing from veins,

Nobody could ever know,
even trying to understand,
appears insulting,
nobody ever cared,
the hate and heartbreak,
filling my mind.

The love in life was
sucked away like a vacuum.
so giving more would be,
self-inflicting pain,

why try,
when it's easier to fail,
being born to fail,
that's what I was.

how can hope still surround,
her faith in me,
her love, a miracle,
it's all I need.


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