We Made Our Regrets In The Backseat, Dear.

We Made Our Regrets In The Backseat, Dear.

A Poem by Annelise

You said I love you

like a shirt you tried

on for size.

It fit for quite sometime

but the color faded

the threads wore

you didn't hesitate to trade it in.

 

You've washed your hands of this.

 

Our backseat affairs

You made me a w***e

I made you a man

you're still too self righteous

to see, you've broken all of me.

 

"I think we need a break."

after only three days?

I gave myself to you

 

this is starting to leave

a bad taste in my mouth

 

Are you happy now that I'm on my knees?

 

You've gotten off scot free

how long before your conscience

won't let you forget me?

You've broken all of me.

 

One day you'll need me there

baby, I'll be gone, long gone.

 

 

 

© 2008 Annelise


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really well done. what i like about it, is that it's different. you state things in a brand new way, which is what good poetry is all about. it's not just a venting of emotion or angst - it's a poetic way of expressing your soul. and i'm really impressed with this piece. i'll have to look at more of your work. :)

hugs



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Wow, a lot of emotion, after only three days. This piece was very well written and the emotions you portrayed were very clear.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very well written. You pull no punches. I like the way you wrote this poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

Posted 14 Years Ago


That was heart breaking.
I hope you stuck to your
guns?


Great write! Thanks for sharing.


Kelley

Posted 14 Years Ago


I'm rating this a 4......
(I'm rating all the poems in my contest between 1-10)
I just really didn't feel it.............it wasn't good and it wasn't bad either.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Sad when guys use women, I loved the old shirt metaphor, nice writing.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"You said I love you
like a shirt you tried
on for size.
It fit for quite sometime
but the color faded
the threads wore
you didn't hesitate to trade it in."
That was really neat. Very creative.
I ws in a situation like this once. I hated the way it made me feel.
Such an excellent poem!

-Elissa :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

like a shirt you tried
on for size.
It fit for quite sometime
but the color faded
the threads wore
you didn't hesitate to trade it in.


such an extraordinary piece of work....
the imagery and descriptions through out are quotable and brilliant
loving someone and not being loved in return is one of the most painful experiances a person can have.
you capture life in this poem perfectly.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the beginning metaphor of the shirt is great. really loved that.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I do like the metaphor that you employ in the first stanza Annelise, it's very visual and evocative. I'd love to see it extended and perhaps sustained throughout the course of the whole poem.

There is a palpable feeling of loss but defiance as well in this piece, I'm not sure how personal it is but in any case I urge you to not give up the fight.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

my favorite part...

"You've washed your hands of this."


There is great emotion in this, you did a great job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Annelise
Annelise

Latina, Italy



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