Stephen Carey

Sweet Sorrow

I hate my life.
I want it to stop.
I want it to end.
I want to move on,
But I can't.

I never understood
The beating of the heart.
I never thought I would,
Until my drum did start.

I want you, I do.
Love strikes like a dart.
I want you, it's true,
But something keeps us apart.

I just wanted you to know
My love for you is like new-fallen snow.
Yes, we were hot as Earth's core,
But my love for you can be no more.

IIt's the end of the world,
It's coming is nigh.
My life has hurled,
And I can't help but cry.

And now I wish
That you were here,
With me in your arms,
You holding me near.

I even long
Your face to kiss,
For that would be
The purest bliss.

Through all life's lies,
Past all my cries,
In this hole where I lay,
This will be my dying day.

Or I could live like this forever,
Hoping, praying, wishing and writing.

And now at last,
As tears come to the eye,
I have realized
It's time to say goodbye.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 28, 2008

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  • Sai Prasanna Menon (6/2/2009 10:18:00 AM)

    Very moving... has a nice rhythm to it as well. Bravo Stephen!

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