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I remember the night you left all too clear,
It’s been 3 months, 5 days, and a year.
But I’m still hoping you’re going to turn your car around.
I hate myself for never making a sound.
I’ll be waiting,
Until I run out of time.
I hope you can see,
That I’m not fine.

Ring the doorbell,
Like you always used to.
Maybe then I’ll come out of this shell,
But now I don’t know if I’ll ever trust you.
You broke me in half,
You left me to put back the pieces.
No matter how many times I tried,
I couldn’t them get back, how they were.





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MissAutumnRose This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 28, 2011 at 2:37 pm
Really pretty, but I felt like the ending was just a little bit forced. Maybe try to see if you can get it to flow a little better.
 
XxTickleM3EmoxX This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 27, 2011 at 4:55 pm
great poem! :D
 
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