Ever Since That Time

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Seemingly so long ago,
I haven't been able to
shake this demon
crippling my heart.

My

actions seem forced,
like I'm pinned down, strangulated,
chained by a straightjacket
of my own accord. Why can't I

love

again the way I once had?
There is nothing to fear
but fear itself, so why do I
hide in the dark of my

one sanctuary?

The crimson blemish on my
bedsheets reminds me
of a skeleton hidden
deep within my past,

defiled

with lies, broken promises,
and the stain of
the summer sun's
bittersweet kiss.

Broken

now, because of you
I'll never love the same.
Is there any way
that I could possibly

rebuild?





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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 6, 2010 at 6:35 pm
You write great things. The words of this poem are depressing and desperate, but in an enjoyable-to-read kind of way. It was a unique take on heartbreak. But like the charming Mr. Timevampire, I saw hope in the end.
 
Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 6, 2010 at 6:39 pm
Could you look at one of my poems, by any chance under the sun? My talent isn't as abundant as yours (I'm chalk full of compliments) but I'd be delighted to hear your feedback.
 
ApolloReign replied...
Sept. 7, 2010 at 1:05 pm
Thanks, Traven! :) That's exactly what I wanted you to get out of the end. And I'd be glad to read some of your poems! Thanks again!
 
timevampire This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 25, 2010 at 3:32 pm
this is epic! I'm going to read all your stuff. It's great bone chilling saddness drips from each word. But I think there may be hope hiding in the end.
 
ApolloReign replied...
Aug. 25, 2010 at 9:31 pm
Thanks, Timevamp! :D And you are correct about the hope.
 
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