August Twenty-Fifth

 

Against my better judgment,

Urged ahead by loved ones,

Getting away with murder, but

Unable to live with its aftermath.

Sorrow as deep as the sea  

Took over my heart.

 

Teenaged stupidity, I tell myself while

Weeping for what was lost.

Every summer the memory,

Never to be forgotten,

Traces its path along my cheek.

Years – twenty-nine without holding you.

 

Feeling anguish, still so deep 

It pierces my soul.

Fighting for forgiveness

Through every anniversary.

Healing – when does it finally begin?

 

Author's Note

this is what they don't tell you....

Reviews

[Pakino]

I havn't read this style of poetry in a while. lol Love how they both relate and arn't separate.

[Wicahpi]

its doesn't, not really...

such sadness laced with regrets.
nicely written paza & emotional.
can feel the pain as one reads the words.

i understand where you are coming from;
in more ways then just one.

Well Done :)

[Jaffa Forbes]

Yes, very clever acrostic. It obviously has significant meaning to you but I couldn't guess exactly what. Perhaps I'm not looking hard enough.
Good work
Jaff :)

[Salvatore Buttaci]

One of the best acrostics I've read in awhile. Good work, good poet!

Sal

[Michael Carr]

I usually don't care for this style but u don't dress it up all cutesy, instead creating a raw, touching, and ultimately very powerful work. great use of style and flow and some memorable lines.
very well done!

[Laura E. Aranda]

I had to come back and read this again! IT struck a chord deep within me when i saw the picture of crying baby this time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM SO SAD

[Laura E. Aranda]

WOW
I see that you have entered this poem in quite a few contests.....sooooo
Good luck to you!
Cheers, lea

[bailish]

This is tremendous! I love it! I think this is definitely your best work! Way to go!