Alone in This

I learned quickly I'm different with my emotions
Not special, not better, not any sort of chosen
I'm a weakness in a world of numbness and hatred
A world that frowns upon love and romance has been created

We'd rather see death and false realities
Where relations are more business deals than entities
The lack of comprehension where I'm coming from in others eyes
The look at me as if I'm being melodramtic and filled myself with lies

No, you don't get it, no, I don't care
I only know the magic of love I felt in my core is rare
I only know the girl I gave myself over too as an angel
She has done things no other in their "right mind" would handle

I still wear the ring, it has NEVER left my finger, not ever
My heart is tattooed four times on my arms, I will not sever
The shrine too which I pray has seen a universe of tears
Pictures of my religion, when I had no fears

No, you don't get it when you tell me to move on
No, you don't get it when you tell me to sleep with others
That's not me, it will never be
My words are loyal, till my death, alone, with no one to see

Reviews

[TheLostMind]

"No, you don't get it when you tell me to move on
No, you don't get it when you tell me to sleep with others
That's not me, it will never be
My words are loyal, till my death, alone, with no one to see" - Absolutely loved these lines. I also loved the way your poem is structured. Its as if everything is happening in front of the reader's eyes. Great job.

[Teddybearlee]

Thank you, I greatly appreciate your review.

[Gee]

Jesus you are one prolific writer, every time I visit there you are, so I thought I'd better have a read. Such a deep statement to a love you no longer have, saddens the heart. Hope you find peace either with or without your lost love. Take care

[Teddybearlee]

Thank you Gee, I appreciate the sentiment greatly. One foot in front of the other is the way to go for myself, and though I can't say whether or not expressing myself helps in the long run or in the big picture, but as I'm doing it, it feels right.

[Gee]

We all deal with things differently, no right or wrong way. My first poem was after the death of my father in law, it was easier for me to write than talk, and from then I've dabbled over the years. Hopefully one day you'll look back on this period of your life and be able to smile the smile of a man content with what he now has in his possession.

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