Christina Byrd


No not again


I am a mess
I must confess
When you left the world was crashing
Images of me and you keep flashing
You did your worst
Now I'm cursed
There is an empty space
Everyone has your face
Life has never been the same
My walk has turned lame
I'm always thinking of you
Do you think of me too?
Probably not
I cry on the cot
Everything's gone
I was just another pawn
Then another walks in
Loving him is a sin
No not again
Too soon Big Ben!
My heart cant take it
So now I sit
Never to stand again

Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (6/27/2013 7:05:00 PM)

    My heart cant take it
    So now I sit
    Never to stand again..... The poem ends with a melancholic note. Wishing the poet well, hoping the void would soon be filled up. None is indispensable in life. (Report) Reply

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