I Surrender.

I Surrender.

A Poem by G. Anderson

I've grown stronger.

Through grief and hate,

Drowning heartbreak;


Pain, anger, and rue,

That bittersweet solitude.


I thought I couldn't make it.

I had to fall so far,

Scratches and battle scars.


I wanted to give up,

To all that is corrupt.


But I sprouted.

Depressing roots,

And forbidden fruits.


The flavorless soil,

For all my turmoil.


I break apart,

I finally cry.

I've lost me,

WHO AM I?!


Without you,

I am nothing anymore.

I've lost flight,

Bruised and sore.


I shed tears,

But why, you ask?

You give me none,

Behind your mask.


My heart is yours,

My soul is too.

I've given up-

I still love you.


I tried strength,

And miserably fell,

Down seven levels,

Straight to Hell.


You're my breath,

My last, shaky heartbeat.

I surrender-

To you, I'm weak.


I said I wouldn't,

And I still won't lie.

I'm in love with you,

Not your disguise.


I won't fight,

I'm joining my side.


I tell myself,

So many things.

Like the false hope,

Your name brings.


You said you loved me,

And what could I do?

I fell down,

Damned in love with you.


No telling,

Where I messed up.

I  guess I deserve,

All that's corrupt.


Just wanted to tell,

How I'm still in love.

Surrendering to you,

And all of the above.

© 2011 G. Anderson


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That was a very good poem. I can relate to certain parts of it. Very well written.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Enjoyed your poem and your profile too. I like the style and rage that I heard in your poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could feel the anguish jumping out of the screen at me.

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G. Anderson

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