I spread my cloths of heaven

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A sad poem, concerning loss of love.

Submitted: December 23, 2013

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Submitted: December 23, 2013



I spread my cloths of heaven
under your feet
and you trod softly on that tapestry
enwroght with golden and silver light
until you had to kick the weft
and warp into reality
to make it seem
that you can't walk with me
and I can't dream.

I have rolled up my emotions
folded my desires
and locked them all away
in a small cold metal box
stored in the closed space
that was my open heart.

There is no confusion anymore
no pain of loss
just conscious thought.

There is no struggle for belonging,
that battle has been fought and lost
and now there's only me.

I am here - I'll soon be gone.
I've had my share of joy and pain
I filled my reservoir of love
and watched it drain

She was my all, my life, my soul
SHE was what my life was for
My reservoir of love is drained
She doesn't love me anymore.

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