No Light

Gone. Denial.

Dark tunnel.

You left me.

Why? Heck if I know. Go away.

No one wants to talk to you anymore. The pressing questions feel like the paparazzi.

Are you sure you are okay?

Does it look like I am ‘okay’?

Life just … Rawr. Why?

It makes no sense.

I loved you, you know.

We had the best times!

Still dark tunnel.

What did I do?

Say something too honest?

You just can’t handle me. That’s it. I am too much for you.

You big baby.

My heart pounded in disagreement.

So are you saying I am the crook here?

A little bit of light.

Whatever.

Nothing is ever complete. He still loves me; he just doesn’t know it yet.

Closure….closure….closure. There is none. No one to save me from myself.

I am all alone in an empty world

With no closure.

My head finds the pillow.

Tears soak the cotton.

Look! Now he ruined my pillow.

Shadows, I can see my shadow in this dark tunnel.

Stupid boys.

This isn’t over.

My heart beat again.

Revenge will be sweet

Probably sweeter than you ever were.

Reviews

[Elissa; the genuine art..]

I like this part. It nearly seems like it was meant jokingly.
"My head finds the pillow.
Tears soak the cotton.
Look! Now he ruined my pillow."

I love the vengeful nature of this.
"Revenge will be sweet
Probably sweeter than you ever were"

Excellent write!

-Elissa :D

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Oh, this is very different from your other works
Your words are dark and deep
It shows your frustration and it's obvious here that you want revenge
But do not ponder too much in the past ... it's past and over .. live the present and be 'Wholly Alive' lol

Nice write, love it!! you proved to be a good writer, who can write about different things :)

The closing lines are just amazing:

"Shadows, I can see my shadow in this dark tunnel.
Stupid boys.
This isn't over.
My heart beat again.
Revenge will be sweet
Probably sweeter than you ever were."

[Lorraine]

I like the last part about the revenge. I do agree that revenge is sweet. This poem is emotional. I can practically imagine the girl crying herself to sleep. This whole poem seems to me like the very thoughts of that girl, only written creatively and turned into a poem. Good Job.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[mae-mae<3]

This is creative and witty. I love it! These are the types of poems I like to read. One can only imagine the hurt a boy can bring to one's self if he has not felt it before.