Waste on the Walls.

Waste on the Walls.

A Poem by Stormy Weather

Honey, why do you look so sad? 
Was it something I said?
I'm sorry. I'm wrong.
Forgive me, sweetheart.
Honey, why is she wearing your shirt?
When you left, I died.
She probably never even cried.
It's probably ripped by now,
Maybe even in the trash.
What did you leave me?
Nevermind. That's not important.
Honey, is his touch better then mine?
Wait, don't tell me, I don't want to know..
Yes I do. I don't know...
You don't love him either, what a shock.
You didn't really love me all that much.
Oh, you did? You've got a strange way of showing it.
Honey, why did you say goodbye?
Then you told me you were stupid.
I'm sorry. I was wrong, again.
You left our wreckage in your room.
It's empty now, your things are gone.
The floor is clear. Strange.
You say you miss me?
That's funny.
Honey, why did you have to tell me?
I understand they're all so much better then me.
That's why you turn to them, right?
A different man every night.
Can't you see I'm wilting?
Like a flower, you were my water,
Then you evaporated.
Honey, why did you give her your shirt?
You told her all of our dirt.
I didn't want her to know...
then again, neither did you.
They're still all clueless.
Honey, why did you do this?
I can still feel your last kiss.
I still see the rain falling outside your window.
But it's empty inside.
I sit alone in your abandoned room.
Why are you giving me so much trust?
I don't deserve it.
Then again, I never deserved any of this.
Can you please stop smiling?
I know he was worth it to you.
Worth more than me?
Wait, please don't answer that.
A mixed jumble of garbage decorated our walls,
That are now empty.

© 2011 Stormy Weather


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this person's feelings in the poem remind me of a big game of tug of war, where emotions of questioning, anger, and longing all play a part. I like your analogies..

"Can't you see I'm wilting?
Like a flower, you were my water,
Then you evaporated."

and

"you left our wreckage in your room."

really good. as far as confusion, i didn't find it hard to follow along..:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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this person's feelings in the poem remind me of a big game of tug of war, where emotions of questioning, anger, and longing all play a part. I like your analogies..

"Can't you see I'm wilting?
Like a flower, you were my water,
Then you evaporated."

and

"you left our wreckage in your room."

really good. as far as confusion, i didn't find it hard to follow along..:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Haha I love how people think I switch point of views XD This is all told from my point of view. Just a note, sexuality comes into play in this poem...haha. That's all I'm saying.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very interesting poem from the point of view of the man. It made it quite a read. I loved really how you were able to describe the pleading and desperation of the character.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very confusing when I try to keep up with the point of view you are speaking from, but I guess that's what makes it interesting. I love the tight delema you have your characters in.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This seems so very sad to me. Keep on penning.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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