Innocence Lost

A terribly sad poem about loving someone and finding out that their actually a total a**hole.

Winters were always brittle,

Especially when I was stuck with you.

As your soury breath seeped through my skin

Like old, craggily cigarette smoke.

Poison-soaked, thorny vines creeped upon

My already shattered soul.

 

Springtime was never springy, for

The blooming flowers were always black.

Black with soot and caked with dust,

Even the grass was a sickly grey.

Sometimes, I hoped you'd go away.

 

Summer's gone, summer's lost,

Lost like our love among the ever-growing

Moldy crust.

You took my heart and in turn,

I murdered yours.

 

Gone forever the happy, sunshine

Days of old.

Now, even I forget what it felt like

To leap, to run, to dance merrily along the clouds.

Maybe, soon someone else will come

And teach me what it is to love again.

Maybe...

Reviews

[Greg Close]

Wow... that is really, really, depressing! Which is good, I think, because that's the mood it's supposed to evoke. You have some great word choice to get that mood - words that convey a depth of meaning that you might not usually associate in pairs - winter/brittle; craggily/cigarette smoke. I liked it a lot. Hopefully, you will have occasion and inspiration to write a poem with equally vibrant imagery, but a happier topic! :)

[Lunar Lightning]

I like it, I was expecting a more lead-up-to-the-darkness type of thing, but I like how you just got straight to the "he's a d**k" message.

Luna