Poem: Past Revelations

I don’t really know what to say about this. I’m no poet, so I just wrote with my feelings, as these all interpret something that has happened, hense the name. It’s something new, and something I’ve been adding to over time. I sure hope you enjoy.

Past Revelations:

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And suddenly your careless thoughts ate at me,

And for some reason, I took them personally,

All the things you said, all the things you did,

And you still don’t care for how it ended,

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Those cruel words, sent in another direction,

Yet it hurt so much once it had made a connection,

The pain you caused, so feeble and weak,

From a warm melting moment, to a winter so bleak,

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And all for a moment, I thought I were free,

But as time went by, the victim was me,

I caused so many tears, sadness gripped tight,

3 long years passed, was my decision so right?

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At the time, my childish mind would agree,

But as days went by, they would soon haunt me,

Depression transformed from her into I,

Once upon time, it was her, who would cry,

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And who are to blame, is it me? Is it you?

I won’t admit it’s both, but maybe it’s true,

For you put the idea’s in my head, up till the end,

Yet I played them out, like a villain not a friend,

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Present time and present friends, a penance I must find,

For I cannot feel like this till the end of time,

Her soul’s gotten over the pain before it hit hard,

Whilst I sit here, wanting to go back to the start,

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Sometimes I dream, dream about what could be,

But she has a life, a life which forgets me,

I don’t speak up, this approach I deserve,

But every time we meet, gives me something else to preserve,

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What can I say? What can I possibly do?

For even when I try, I can’t rid these feelings for you,

Just a burden on my heart, hold it against me,

I’m screaming ‘either let me in, or set me free’

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For I have suffered too long as these chains rust,

How can she possibly crush what’s already been crushed?

This evil she has, ‘you can’t even see it can you?’

They say it’s not what you say; it’s what you do,

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Suddenly, someone else, a glimmer of hope,

Would appear and smile, loosening my ropes,

A day, a month, a year, relationships ripened,

Then I open my eyes as the thick rope is tightened,

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And here I am, asking myself the question,

As if I’m giving everyone the satisfaction.

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Thanks for reading,

H.I. (Tom)

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