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Author: jenifer ayrs
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 12-16-05 - Updated: 12-16-05 - id:2070589

Trying

I wanted so much to fall in love again,

I guess I’d forgotten the pain.

I only remembered the sunshine back then,

I guess I’d forgotten the rain.

But how could I forget the pain within

As it falls icy on my skin?

And now I’m

Crying

Crying

Crying again.

Dieing

Dieing

Dieing within.

But I’m still

Sighing

Sighing

Sighing when I see him.

Why am I

Trying

Trying

Trying to love again?

My heart had frozen over

So when it warmer again

It jumped for a new lover

And here I am again.

You try to make it up to me

But don’t you realise,

Can’t you see? I’ll be

Crying

Crying

Over again.

Dieing

Dieing

It’s only a case of when.

And I’ll be

Sighing

Sighing

Sighing baby when

I’m only

Trying

Trying

To forgive and love again.

Does it feel worse now ‘cause I said ‘I love you’

Before the tears came?

How could I forget that with the fall comes the hurt too?

With the bliss comes the pain?

Did I forget how long it takes to recover

Once you’ve shared your heat with another?

So now I’m

Crying

Crying

Crying ‘cause of him.

Dieing

Dieing

Dieing somewhere within.

And yet I’m

Sighing

Sighing

Sighing when I’m near him.

And I’m

Trying

Trying

Trying to love again.

Maybe I don’t want to be in love,

Maybe I don’t want to cry,

Maybe I don’t want to feel joy either,

Maybe I don’t want to try.

If only I could stop myself,

Leave my heart protected on some lonely shelf.

Instead I’m

Crying

Crying

Crying again.

Dieing

Dieing

Dieing now as then.

I shouldn’t be

Sighing

Sighing

Sighing at him.

And I shouldn’t be

Trying

Trying

Trying to love again.

I’d forgotten how a few chosen words could tear,

And cause your heart to break.

Id forgotten what it felt like to care

And all the strength it’d take.

I’d forgotten the stupid simple things that you could say;

Don’t mean to hurt, don’t know, but do anyway.

I guess I’ll always be

Crying

Crying

Crying now and then.

Dieing

Dieing

And living again.

I’ll still be

Sighing

Sighing

And laughing with him.

And I’ll be

Trying

Trying

Trying and loving again.



© Copyright 2005 jenifer ayrs (FictionPress ID:433188).


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