Words left on a page
That's all I'll ever be.
There's nothing left to show for
what could have been you and me.
My only friend, you guided me
through adversity and disgrace
Now I'm reminded of the pain
every time I see your face.
Yet despite the agony in my chest
that your presence always brings
I still feel a flutter in my gut
every time I hear your name.
Meaningless words on a page,
written a thousand different ways,
a million different times
and countless different rhymes.
Maybe couplets will get this out of me
but it doesn't mean anything if you don't see
See the love inside my eyes
The love that each night, I despise
I can bend words to do as I wish
but my pen can't fix madness like this
These unorganized scribbles will cover this page
until it's weathered and torn and worn with age
No matter what I do I think of you
night after night I lose the endless fight
Maybe a haiku
Will not rid my mind of you
I'm lost forever
Maybe a tanka
I still miss your beauty
all of this helps not
as I'm slowly losing sight
What can I do after this?
My head hurts as I wrack my brain
The need is driving me insane
These words have always released the pain
But I'm finding nothing can cause love to wane
Patterns and letters and rhythms
They all mean the same thing
No matter how I write it down
You still mean everything.
Sorry this is a little crazy, guys. I'm having a crazy time right now. My head hurts like crazy after all that. Crazy is my favorite word right now. Usually writing makes it go away but this time... It just won't work.