Missing

i couldn't live a life without your light,
but all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight
look me in the eyes and see if you can see the pain
my smile was taken from me long ago
no happiness left to gain
i can still feel you lingering in my soul
sitting in the dark
all i feel is your control
sacrifice my skin to the fate of the blade
but don't worry about me, i am no longer afraid
the sight of blood is contagious
i have this bitter sense of wanting, and makes me anxious

Author's Note

just a quick little thing

Reviews

[Emunah June.]

I agree with Luna, that line about the skin and the "fate of the blade" really caught my eye. You have a promising future as a writer ahead of you!

[Luna Northstar]

=( I'm not sure exactly what brought these feelings on, but I can automatically feel the... what's the word for it... depression, anger, umm.. desperation almost. As a writer, I love the line "Sacrifice my skin to the fate of the blade".... very poetic =)

I also like the last lines... after all the lines were fierce and intense, the 'and makes me anxious' almost seems abruptly average and normal. Like you have felt all of this before. That it's not new, but you hate how it 'makes you anxious'. So... great job =)

As a friend this, of course, makes me sad. I wish you didn't feel this way, but wishing wont do anything. I know how real this poem is, and I can't imagine what you must be feeling.... But whatever it is.... I know you'll get through it... and I know that we (as in me, Amber, Michaela, ...) will ALWAYS be here for you =)

Nice poem =) 100/100