June 4, 2009
Blinds are shut tight
Keeping the light out
Making the room a living tomb

Sitting in bed
Blankets surrounding my cold body
Not providing any warmth

Red rimmed eyes staring at the picture on the wall
Hard to believe that I was ever that happy

Maybe it was because you were in my life
I don’t remember ever being as happy when you weren’t there

But now that you’re gone I wish I was too
Why couldn’t you have taken me with you?

The note said you loved me
That I was yours forever
But if you really cared then why are you eternaly gone?

I’m so alone its hard to describe
I’ve cried more tears than a nation of poverty
And more numb than any anesthetic can provide

I looked through the photo album uncountable times
You were in nearly all the snap-shots
I can’t believe that I couldn’t see your pain
You hid it so well, no one could have known

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socalledlife said...
Aug. 19, 2009 at 5:25 pm
wow. great poem! it's really beautiful and sad. did he/she commit suicide? keep writing!

p.s. thanks for commenting on my article. i really like your work :)
Lindsey M. said...
Jul. 29, 2009 at 6:18 pm
im without words but full of the need to tell you that that poem was wonderfully wonderful. looking forward to reading more.
starrymusic said...
Jul. 27, 2009 at 3:29 am
this is hauntingly beautiful... if it's a reflection of personal experience, i empathize and sympathize. =(
Amber1994 said...
Jul. 14, 2009 at 3:26 pm
no, i love any comments! its nice to know what people think of my work.
awesomeaugust This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 12, 2009 at 11:21 pm
sorry! you're probably getting sick of my comments... but I really like this piece, very relatable, and full of feeling
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