Three Hundred Memories

Project. I think this is the best poem I've written... :) Enjoy :D!

You are the devil
entering grief in my dreams,
leaving us behind,
letting no one hear my screams.

Poison sinking into my veins,
tears running down my face,
my teeth biting my pale lips closed,
loathing the salty taste.

Love used to be beautiful,
like the first snowfall,
understood and heartwarming,
I now regret it all.

All those wasted days,
for nothing but those piercing pains,
all those wasted thoughts,
of you and me were found and sought.

Each inch of my heart aches,
from the sour thoughts of you.
Three hundred memories
missing and forgotten too.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[MattWheatus]

Stunning poem, with a powerful close "Three hundred memories
missing and forgotten too". Anyone who found themselves the 'wrong side' of a relationship will get this. Has the style of a WW1 poem almost; but the personal loss and pain of the individual are clear. Brilliant!

[Theresa]

Wow. This was really an amazing poem. I loved the lines:
"Love used to be beautiful,
like the first snowfall,"
A poem I can and I'm sure so many can relate to. Absolutely beautiful.