Hopeless

Inspired by Tues, hope yah like it. I don't know if I do, but still, it was worth a try =D [And after re reading this a lot of times, I just realised that this is loooooooooooooong] XD

Reading the screen

The white burning my eyes

I shake my head

And I wonder why

--

Why bother texting?

If it was so evident I didn't want to talk

Maybe I wasn't obvious enough

That I wanted you

To just take a walk

--

My mind comes up with nothing

But it is my heart that seems to be

That one little something

That I turn to in need

--

I search deep and listen

Quietly, deftly breathing

My breath coming in shallow puffs

My mind finally easing

--

Maybe you clung onto

That one idea of hope

Maybe you did so

After all,

You were running out of rope

--

But

I am not your saviour

From all your problems

I decide not to answer

Again

For it is you

That has to solve them

--

And yet you pursue

In your seemingly relentless quest

And I can't help but notice

That you are everything

That screams

''I'm hopeless''

--

I tried to let you down softly

Hey, what the heck

You're still a good friend

But that doesn't stop me from wanting

For all of this searching

To finally end

--

Or maybe that's not it

That was not the problem

Maybe it was just my mistake

Of a too close involvement

--

Pch

I knew you knew what I would say

Even if I ever replied

I'd always respond

Just text on the glass

All your hope

Ruthlessly Denied

--

My reply may mean nothing to me

After all,

It's just black print on a screen

But deep down I knew

That I had the power

To dash all your hopes and dreams

--

Meh

I may not be all that

I could be a cold heartless bitch

But I knew I couldn't bear

To hear your heart and voice crack

--

Alas I look

Back down to the phone

My fingers hit the keys

Thankful

You couldn't hear my uncaring tone

--

Hmm

How naïve you could be

It was almost relieving

But you could also be different

Dark, cold and deceiving

--

I knew what you would be doing

Waiting for my text

Staring out the window

Your jaw muscles tense and flex

--

As you receive my message

You face falls and see's

That not everything in this world

I knew

Could be, what you wanted it to be.

--

I guess it's a good thing

That you knew what I thought

But deep down I knew

That wouldn't stop

The havoc the past had wrought

--

"She will not be there for you

She will not stay

She will not love you

For she is cold, dark and grey"

Inspired by a good friend of mine, she presented me with a situation that almost everyone went through. I felt urged to write, and why not? So I did. The poem didn't turn out what I had expected it to be and I'm not sure what people would think about it.

So hey, enlighten me =D Whatcha' guys think?

Oh, and I thought I should mention this, this is what I think about these situations. Not anyone else. I'm just me, for me, because that's how I roll =]

Sam

xx