'My' Tree

It's hard to believe that you and me,

used to fight over an insignificant tree

In the playground when we were innocent 

before I began my bitter descent 

into a darkness so cold and black

and there you were, ready to attack

You took my purity, my trust my soul

and buried it deep into a five foot hole

We were young lovers, happy, carefree

At least that's what I wanted others to see

So I could pretend along with them,

build myself an imaginary den

Where you and me, in high school, year three,

were still fighting over an insignificant tree

And even now you're gone and I'm free

Walking in town, it's you I see 

I'm a stranger to you now, I never existed

But it doesn't take a fool to know you missed it

In your eyes, so quick to avoid me,

in my mind I wish you'd ignored me

But there was a time, high school, year three

where you and I fought over an insignificant tree

Author's Note

This is a segment of my life that I find it hard to talk about, poetry helped last time so I am trying it out again!

Reviews

[emipoemi]

This is an interesting story, and I like the way you weaved the majority of it through continuous couplets (thoughts enjambing into the next stanza and so on)....I wonder why it didn't go the whole way. It would have made it a more interesting read, with a more interesting flow. The musicality is great and the imagery fun, and the repetition hits the right notes. But the poem emjambing everything together seems like a good aspect to consider and play with (with your lack of punctuation, you're already half way there). Well done!