Sarah emotions

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: July 05, 2013

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Sarah's Poem part II

 

Feeling imprisoned when I thought that I would feel free/

what hurts the most is I didn’t give you the real me

 

The sad part is they say you never have the same dream twice/

the worst part is every different one shows me what could have been my life

 

They say the grass isnt always greener on the side/

Well it was stained with blood, and just filled with cries

 

What should have bonded us ended up making us weaker/

when I should have asked for help it ended up I just fell deeper

 

I knew I needed your help and that I needed your guidance/

but pride held my mouth and just forced the silence

 

Too immature to understand and appreciate true beauty/

I used to see love in your eyes, but now you just look through me

 

I wasn’t ready to be the captain of this relationship/

didn’t even go down with it, I just stood back and watched it sink

 

The irony is that my show of strength left me weak/

I viewed it as a personal battle, but  it could only end in defeat

 

With all my resistance there could never have been progression/

Not even Your love wasn’t enough to stop the regression

 

I have nothing to be proud of when I never tried

How the fuck could I abandon you on the day that your mother died/

 

So complex that I couldn’t see the simple solution/

Searching for an answer when I had the

 

I watched you cry until you couldn’t cry anymore/

obsessesed with death when I had the one thing worth living for

 

 

Thomas O'BrienSarah's Poem part II

 

Feeling imprisoned when I thought that I would feel free/

what hurts the most is I didn’t give you the real me

 

The sad part is they say you never have the same dream twice/

the worst part is every different one shows me what could have been my life

 

They say the grass isnt always greener on the side/

Well it was stained with blood, and just filled with cries

 

What should have bonded us ended up making us weaker/

when I should have asked for help it ended up I just fell deeper

 

I knew I needed your help and that I needed your guidance/

but pride held my mouth and just forced the silence

 

Too immature to understand and appreciate true beauty/

I used to see love in your eyes, but now you just look through me

 

I wasn’t ready to be the captain of this relationship/

didn’t even go down with it, I just stood back and watched it sink

 

The irony is that my show of strength left me weak/

I viewed it as a personal battle, but  it could only end in defeat

 

With all my resistance there could never have been progression/

Not even Your love wasn’t enough to stop the regression

 

I have nothing to be proud of when I never tried

How the fuck could I abandon you on the day that your mother died/

 

So complex that I couldn’t see the simple solution/

Searching for an answer when I had the

 

I watched you cry until you couldn’t cry anymore/

obsessesed with death when I had the one thing worth living for

 

 

Thomas O'BrienSarah's Poem part II

 

Feeling imprisoned when I thought that I would feel free/

what hurts the most is I didn’t give you the real me

 

The sad part is they say you never have the same dream twice/

the worst part is every different one shows me what could have been my life

 

They say the grass isnt always greener on the side/

Well it was stained with blood, and just filled with cries

 

What should have bonded us ended up making us weaker/

when I should have asked for help it ended up I just fell deeper

 

I knew I needed your help and that I needed your guidance/

but pride held my mouth and just forced the silence

 

Too immature to understand and appreciate true beauty/

I used to see love in your eyes, but now you just look through me

 

I wasn’t ready to be the captain of this relationship/

didn’t even go down with it, I just stood back and watched it sink

 

The irony is that my show of strength left me weak/

I viewed it as a personal battle, but  it could only end in defeat

 

With all my resistance there could never have been progression/

Not even Your love wasn’t enough to stop the regression

 

I have nothing to be proud of when I never tried

How the fuck could I abandon you on the day that your mother died/

 

So complex that I couldn’t see the simple solution/

Searching for an answer when I had the

 

I watched you cry until you couldn’t cry anymore/

obsessesed with death when I had the one thing worth living for

 

 

Thomas O'Brien


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