Without You
By Scarrzz
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While I sleep, my dreams carve out images
of an unwanted soul upon the insides of my eyelids.
You are still here
but you do not love me.
You never wanted me.
Razor blades carving the fascia from the insides of my ribcage would be kinder.
You made me think that I could have a chance
at love.
There is no moment when I can breathe.
You are lost to me,
and I am lost to myself.
You touched me.
You shared your dreams.
You shared your visions of the future.
You gazed into my eyes with what looked like unmistakable love.
I gave you what you asked for.
My mistake.
To believe
To hope
It was beyond my power to not fall in
love with you.
This kind of love is everlasting
pain.
It has been five years. You are still in my dreams.
When I awaken it is with the awful shock of a continuing nightmare
As reality re-weaves it's sadistic hold upon my life.
There is no escape.
Was I weak in your eyes
Because I cried when you said never?
That was when I was introduced to this world
Without You.
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Comments on "Without You"
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A former member wrote:
I really loved reading this! The setup was so unique, stepping out of the old "template" commonly used with poetry of this sort.
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A former member wrote:
What NikesRain said- I love it!!!
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A former member wrote:
I love this poem and how it's not cliche. I find it difficult to write poems about a lost love without it sounding like it's already been done or that it's corny or melodramatic. I am very fond of the first line because that's what drew my attention to read the rest of the poem. Still, my favorite line is "Razor blades carving the fascia from the insides of my ribcage would be kinder." Another favorite is "There is no moment when I can breathe./ You are lost to me,/ and I am lost to myself." I think it's a superb write.
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On Monday, June 6, 2011, NikesRain
(1240) wrote:
each line etched with pain and sadness... there is no mistaking the tone and feel here, although it's done with a very flowing easy rhythm... perfectly stated piece
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On Tuesday, June 7, 2011, Scarrzz
(235) wrote:
Thank you. I am humbled that you find it so. This is the result of me writing on a relatively good day when my mind is calmer. It seems odd to me to have reverted, at least on some days, to my previous natural state, yet remaining in a sea of hopelessness. Who knew there could be a sort of serenity even in this place? I think I'll call my next work "Acceptance of Emptiness."