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I Write Poetry

And all at once, it happened, just like that.
No great spectacle, no cliche or overly grandiose moment.
As instant as a candle being blown out.
As quiet as a whisper.
His own poetic travesty.
And almost as if not wishing to be pretentious, it went calmly, as if falling asleep for the last time.

His heart had broken.

It had grown weak, been torn and tattered, beaten and bruised, left bleeding, healed and scarred many times over.
The webbing crack that had been growing during his life thus far had finally given way.

Sweet lies hid bitter truths, he was not her friend but her distraction, not her forever but her momentary entertainment.

He knew somewhere deep inside she was capable of so much more, of magic. Yet he no longer believed himself to be the one who could awaken it within her.

She left him in the agony of his isolation, and in his solitude he grasped the jagged edge of her indifference for him and finished the job himself. And there he sat, alone and broken and bleeding.

His pieces started to separate now, as something was leaking out, as if a poison. Slowly it filled him, his lungs, his chest, fluid rising, up to his throat now he began to choke, he was soon flooded, he was drowning in it.

He lowered his head into his folded arms and he sobbed in silence, forlorn he wept, he cried as he died from the inside out.
Sublearner · 31-35, F
Hmm interesting story ☺️
SW-User
This is beautifully tragic... the bitter heartbreak of love and lost words. Wonderfully written too.😢
lovingdead · 31-35, M
@SW-User I want to say thank you, but nothing about it do I feel thankful for. But I do appreciate the read and kind words.
SW-User
@lovingdead I understand. It's haunting I'm sure. I truly get your emotion!!
My protege!!!! (I'm twice your age!) Welcome home! (actually I do not know this person)

This is very good but it does reminds me of some of my writings. Tragic, flawed, beautiful and remorseful.

Do keep it up!
lovingdead · 31-35, M
@Elandra77 I've been trying. I postulate that most emotions can't make their way out of my chest, and those that do get caught on the lump in my throat. So I sit forever choking on all the things I can't say
@lovingdead Perhaps those feelings and emotions are not ready to be put to paper as prose or poem? I believe we need to properly heal before we can speak freely and easily of some issues. I find it easy to write of myself and my life; short pieces that still can make me cry! I took me a lifetime to get to that stage though.

When the time is right your words will flow like water.
SW-User
@lovingdead I haven't nearly gotten as deep as you but it took me a long time to write about ANY feelings. Just take notes and compile your thoughts til you can.
Fauxmyope2 · 26-30, F
I have felt this way and continue to do so. I loved this because it spoke to me. I am sorry that you have experienced the anguish expressed here.
Mocha24 · 26-30, F
👏 This.
I love your work.
Mocha24 · 26-30, F
@lovingdead oh.. Dont apologize...life isn't always positive. Plus i find my best work comes from pain.
lovingdead · 31-35, M
@Mocha24 I get that, reminds me of a micro piece that i will now have to dig for.
Mocha24 · 26-30, F
@lovingdead cant wait to read it.
GJOFJ3 · 61-69, M
Well written
SW-User

 
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