*sighness*
Anyways though, I DO happen to like this poem...
So, here:
An empty room
But with me and you
It felt so warm and full
Now bittersweet
We taste the defeat
Of the life we used to know
Like smoke from a fire
Now burnt out
Glitter in the air
Blows through your hair
Light shines on your face
Helped me feel in place
Next to you
I’m not confused
Lost or hurt
Memories from the past leave dirt
Streaking down our cheeks
Cluttering our thoughts
We helped each other
Wash it off
But like stardust raining down
Everything eventually has to
Hit
the
ground
the
ground
Lost in a fantasy
You made me believe
Everything just might
Be alright
That the fight
I couldn’t last
Even if I tried my best
Might go away
If I would only say
The word
Like a leaf
Blown away
Gone tomorrow
Here today
Happily ever after
Doesn’t
quite
exist
quite
exist
Or so I’ve come to know
The way we think it does
In books and movies
They use it
Just to make you smile
In this broken world
If just for a little while
We’re breakable
Like porcelain dolls
Because
Just when we think
We’ve built up walls
With a single blow
Something simple
Like a flake of new-fallen snow
To the ground
They come crashing
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
In the blink of an eye
You were gone
Slipping away
Like the setting sun
I could almost see it coming
And I should have been running
But who can outrun the world?
Words stick out
Bold on your pale skin
Ink stains on your body
No longer blend in
To your creamy complexion
The past comes back
It catches up to you
When you least expect it
It takes cunning
It takes wit
To avoid it for even a second
And together we could
And together we stood
Us against the world
Until I found out
What exactly happily ever after
Is about
And that it
Isn’t
quite
true
quite
true
Now I’m just
An empty room
Nothing without you
The walls that surround me
Hide me and
Keep me all alone
Separated
Sequestered
In the worst possible way
From you
And the world
Just me, myself, and my mind
Or what
Happens to be left of it
The walls that were once so full
Of pictures
Words
Written and spoken
Furniture
And so much more
But now you’re gone
I’m left alone
Just me and these four walls
Nowhere to hide
From myself
And what I am inside
A string that slipped through my hands
I thought it would never end
And yet, here I am
Repeating these same words
Through my head
Figuring out
The truth about
Happily
ever
after
Still attempting to repress inner-editor (and failing,)ever
after
-Alice
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