Melancholic Strains…

The house no longer feels mine
Night after night, grief crosses the line
Tissues aren’t enough to wipe the wet
Moist eyes overflow like a jet

I lament for my demise
I am survived by my disguise
I leave behind the people and their pseudo care
Life was just a meager affair

All sounds around me seem to blur
I try to remember my lively purr
Everyone around seems to enjoy
the time of their life overflowing with joy

I have died with every passing hour
Colossal grief and pain are at par
I try to blend in with all my might
If I don’t belong here, why do I have to fight?

It feels like you’ve disappeared into thin air
Leaving me out here in despair
Is this just a silly game?
Was tormenting me your only aim?





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Nuts&Cakes said...
May 7, 2012 at 11:35 pm
wow..... I have felt that way too... I'm touched... And yeah, YOU'LL GO PLACES, GIRL!! =)
 
FruitPlatterHaHa said...
Mar. 19, 2012 at 1:21 am
I'm a fan of your writings ! You'll go places!
 
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