You will never strike again.

July 6, 2009
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The cold, icy drops, hit my face.
I look up at the dark, cloudy sky.
I close my eyes and clear my thoughts; your face appears, it clouds my vision.

Your eyes I see, they sparkle bright.
You do not smile, you look deep in thought.
Your expression hardens, and turns to anger,
I am now afraid, what have I done?

You lift your fist, to strike once more.
You suddenly disappear.
My eyes fly open, my breathing speeds up.
The memories I remember so clear.

I remember the days when there was a smile on your face.
And the days when things weren't so good.
But I remember the days when you would strike with your fist,
and leave pools of tears behind you.

You are not here anymore,
you are out of my life for good.
Now you will never strike again,
there is no reason for me to be afraid.

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Jordon.This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Oct. 17, 2009 at 5:56 am
thanks for the compliments. and yes, he's amazing!
Jennax3 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 22, 2009 at 8:51 pm
Amazing. You are an incredibly talented poet. :]
ReggieWrites said...
Aug. 4, 2009 at 1:51 pm
Hey Jordon! Thanks for checking out my poem! I love this one! It has lots of depth and underlying meanings! Oh, and I saw that you like Robert Muchamore! You're the first one I know who likes him! Haha!
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