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 too far down to get up(prompt 9c)©
If you want something short and sweet
this here's clearly the wrong place,
when you're like me in defeat
there's just too much bitterness i face.
I simply can't stress this enuff
i have given up too weak to fight,
i'm not made of the right stuff
to make it thru many more a day or night.
The only reason my neighbors would care
if i died would be the stench here,
and the only way they'd notice i'm gone the air
would give it away my dead body would appear.
I'm tired of hearing myself talk from need
i don't wanna burden anymore,
please oh please somebody shoot me i plead
i'm already at death's door.
Put me out of my misery
i can't go it on my own,
i don't drive and can't go get things for me
i'll just waste away and pick at each bone.
I don't know what i'm supposted to do
reach out is what i'm told,
well too far away are any of you
the sound of my own voice is getting old.
Faron Dear you never left me wanting
i could count on you no matter what,
never did i have to beg for anything
there was no single if or but.
When i lost him by my side
my whole world came to an end,
he would have kissed away tears i've cried
is it too much to ask for a hand to lend?
That's what i get for giving my heart
just to have it broken,
a promise made by him from the start
to be here the rest of my life was always spoken.
I pour out my heart in rhyme
what's left of it,
but when i write i cry everytime
he's not here waiting where he used to proudly sit.
I don't even watch the t.v.shows like dancing w/the stars
we used to watch 2gether,
it hurts too much they were ours
now the t.v.just breaks the silence i weather.
And so many good dinners he used to make
we both liked to experiment and surprise,
it's a chore to eat now i just can't take
or do any of it much longer i tell no lies.
I'm as low as i can get
i might as well be in the ground,
but since that hasn't happened yet
i'll keep making my pleading sound.
But i'll do that for so long
then i'll just end it myself and not a prank,
cause here on earth i don't belong
you can take those words to the bank!!!!
Copyright© 2012
Sally







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