She Hit The Atmosphere

She Hit The Atmosphere

A Poem by FatalBanana
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I wrote this in the perspective of an ex girlfriend who couldn't seem to stay in one spot

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I reached out to touch you
but you wernt there
for the first time in years i feel afraid
i dont want to lose you
but i pushed you away
with my head in my hands...
just get through this day

the flames in hell
were set with good intention
bring light to the darkness that holds me
dont go dont leave me
just please dont go away
whats the point in living if its this lonely?

and death is not a problem its a promise
and it wont change a thing if i stayed
the road back home is long and awkward
so ill stay in this prison i made me

forever young... forever naive
you were the crutch that held me
but ill hold fast to the hope that was taken
and sleep silent with the promise left breaking
you are not the one to hold me here...

its hard when those eyes loose there glow
it turns to raindrops to hail and then snow
but when summer and winter reject there fall
they stay suspended till earth heads there call
where were those tears for me?

so ill just go...
hop back on my cloud and disappear

i want more then this life will grant me
on my own
thats the way its meant to be
away from the dreams that only want to haunt me
away from gravity that only holds me down
higher and higher closer to the moon
a place where i dont have to love and lose
lead my mind to places where my feet may roam
as long as its somewhere
anywhere but home

© 2012 FatalBanana


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Added on February 27, 2012
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FatalBanana
FatalBanana

Mechanicsville, MD



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Hey, my names Thomas I am an aspiring writer often doing my work in a poetry type format but also interested in writing things like short stories and such. I joined this site to get feedback on my wor.. more..

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