Alright, I'm in a shitty mood. I'm still in love with my ex-gf and prolly always will be. I write poetry and fiction. Here are two poems written about how I feel now. Tell me what u honestly think. Also, if I see these anywhere and i mean ANYWHERE else and i didn't put them there, they had better be cited (Andrew W. Szerdi V) and they better not be making you any money cuz then i'll have to break most of the bones in your body, then i'll have to get a lawyer to wring you dry. Thx
Separation
Rain sleets down,
And runs across the ground.
My heart aches
While thunder shakes,
Leaf from bough
And tear from eye.
It hurts to cry,
Why cant I die?
Sorrow & Pain
Accompanies the rain,
And lightning song
With half me gone.
I am lost.
I will wait for eternity.
My guiding light is
Obscured by fog.
My happy place has
Turned to a fetid bog.
She filled in me a hole,
She completed my soul.
My guardian angel is
Trapped in Hells fiery pits.
My spirit is
Burning oer miserys spits.
She was my suture,
To bind past present and future.
My goals are
Shattered hollow and meaningless.
My eyes are
Refusing seeing this.
She let me keep memory,
Double edged sword so gory.
My life is
Empty and dead.
My continuance is
Merely because she said.
She bade me abide,
So slim hope and she compel me to reside.
(If you wish to read any of my other poetry talk to me. Anyone who happens to be a publisher here? It would be nice to publish my poems someday. . .)
Separation
Rain sleets down,
And runs across the ground.
My heart aches
While thunder shakes,
Leaf from bough
And tear from eye.
It hurts to cry,
Why cant I die?
Sorrow & Pain
Accompanies the rain,
And lightning song
With half me gone.
I am lost.
I will wait for eternity.
My guiding light is
Obscured by fog.
My happy place has
Turned to a fetid bog.
She filled in me a hole,
She completed my soul.
My guardian angel is
Trapped in Hells fiery pits.
My spirit is
Burning oer miserys spits.
She was my suture,
To bind past present and future.
My goals are
Shattered hollow and meaningless.
My eyes are
Refusing seeing this.
She let me keep memory,
Double edged sword so gory.
My life is
Empty and dead.
My continuance is
Merely because she said.
She bade me abide,
So slim hope and she compel me to reside.
(If you wish to read any of my other poetry talk to me. Anyone who happens to be a publisher here? It would be nice to publish my poems someday. . .)
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