Hurt

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hurt

That you've made me feel even lower than dirt

I'm trying to shut my feelings off

You are a jacket I need to doff

I'm trying to turn my heart to stone

But it makes me feel so very alone

I try to act as if I don't care

My face all happy and so fair

I find something to distract me

So no one can see

And for a few minutes I forget

That without you my heart is an empty pit

No one is like you

And you don't have a clue

Now no one touches my soul

You've made it a joke, so droll

No one offers me comfort

Only a glass of red port

No one makes me smile

Here are my shoes, go walk a mile.

 

Reviews

[Wes]

I can't think of much that is more painful in a relationship than to have the other person negate you. This is a quiet yet powerful lament. Nicely done.

[linear]

Ah, now I would take the PORT (my favorite drink)
Im afraid pain is a part of life, emotional pain the hardest to deal with
But there are others days around the corner, happy days of love and romance.

[Craig Froman]

I read and could feel the isolating pain... made me wish with all my heart that you could be surrounded only by those who truly love you... who would never strike you down. Life just has so many shadows as it is.

[Brittany]

But from those shadows can come great art. If one didn't know the shadows, one wouldn't appreciate the light. thanks for the review Craig.

[Shadow]

When it hurts so bad that you can't dismiss it no matter what, I often think of an invisible spirit pulling strings somewhere against our will. Making all the hurt feeling act in accordance with his cynical will. Good poem.

[Brittany]

Ah now I wasn't angling for a review. I've got nothing as clever as you do. Thank you though. Your thoughts are appreciated.

[Shadow]

No problem. I'll be reviewing more of your work again soon.

[Angelove]

This is à deep, poème, vert dépression...but i lové it though

[Brittany]

Thanks for reading and reviewing.

[Angelove]

Sorry the review was in French...