
This poem is dedicated to the author Celeste Bloodrayne.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 173 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-21-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2323227
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A FEELING OF EMPTINESS
How could I be so careless, hurting her like that?
How could I say those things?
What was I thinking?
I'm sitting here, kicking myself for what I did.
She told she'd had a hard time, and I go like that at her?
Maybe I was right in assuming that the world isn't a right place.
But no, that's not what this is about.
As I write this, I feel a heavy lump in my throat, and my stomach feels like an empty hole.
How could I say that, hurting her like that?
Why didn't I use my head?
Why did I make her feel that way, acting as if I was the sad one?
I told her I had a lot on my mind, unless I forgot to tell her.
Is that a reason for me to make her feel like she's lost something?
I didn't want any of us to feel this way.
I don't want to lose her.
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