Poem By Brittany Daniel

I want to hold on tightly.
urge myself to let go.
Feelings I've been fighting
constantly wanting to show.
His life filled with uncertainty,
impossible to tame.
Unconcrete, the evidence
of actions made with shame.
Eyes of forest consoling me
that he will soon be back.
Sadness dwells beneath the surface within
that special love he lacks.
My mind blanks out constantly
while our memories replay.
Heart screaming out in ardency,
'I'm begging you, please stay.'
Soul overlooking morals and beliefs,
willing to pay a heavy price.
'I will do anything,
to be perfectly concise.'
It's shocking to imagine
that while attempting numbness, pain remains.
while writing on simple notebook paper,
plainly tear-stained.
I mourn my platonic lover,
I could pray we never end.
Surely while he leaves,
my eternal gloomy disposition begins.

Comments about Disposition

This is a painful piece to read for those who have experienced this as I have. The description is accurate. The pain is real. The presentation needed something more in the way of rhythm. Beyond that, its a good piece of work. GW62

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true love is when you can look at a picture of the guy you like and honestly wish his complete happiness.

and it's also when you can let go, and if he's truly yours he will come back, and not just because you are a last resort
or the other person he wanted didn't want him,


“You finally lost the race, ” I think to myself about the person sitting across from me. “But you don’t know it yet. Maybe you never knew to begin with.”

I can't stand being seen to squirm underneath a trance as I slightly raise the edge of my lip into a unnoticable sneer.
So sour a thought.


I'm back against the wall of my mind.
How could I have missed all of the signs?
Back to the grindstone
to grind down my heart.

Movin' On

Flew from the dark,
Rising with pain,
I dropped to my knees,
crying in shame,


I met a man
when I had a broken heart.
He became my friend
when things were falling apart.

Elizabeth, My Friend.

From the stars in the sky
to the white and blue seas below,
the beauty beyond compare
to those who know