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Post by danielazarc on Feb 28, 2009 5:14:29 GMT
Meh. >.>
Shattered
You find yourself a reason, a reason you're complete You work so hard, you try your best, no need to be discrete. Every waking moment finds you working harder still, Toiling, straining endlessly through patience and through will,
But it's so easy just for it to fall apart, destroyed, Taking apart endlessly what you had just enjoyed, Removing in mere seconds what took months and years to make, Leaving worthlessness and despairing feelings in its wake.
How can you go through life knowing that toil is all for naught, Remembering that all you do will not give what you sought? How can you continue when you know there's no good end, When it's just so easy to stop trying and pretend?
You give your life and loyalty and in the end it shatters, You wonder why you bother and you wonder if it matters, Because the only answer is one that's hardly known, But the only way to get things done is to go through it alone.
The only one you can rely on is your own, true self, You add another in the picture and it destroys itself, If you want life that's free of pain and things you're tired of, You'll listen and remember that there's no such thing as love.
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Post by ><Lamaenic>< on Feb 28, 2009 15:48:48 GMT
It's a shame. You'd make such an awesome gay person It's a heartbreaking poem. I clung on to each sentence, and the meaning is all too clear here. I take it you aren't with ur lady friend anymore? Much love, mate, much love.
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Post by danielazarc on Feb 28, 2009 19:36:26 GMT
It's a shame. You'd make such an awesome gay person It's a heartbreaking poem. I clung on to each sentence, and the meaning is all too clear here. I take it you aren't with ur lady friend anymore? Much love, mate, much love. Ironically yeah, we broke up yesterday, and that might have influenced this poem a bit, but I've been thinking about writing this one lately in general. A lot of friends have been giving me the cold shoulder lately at a time I could have used their company the most, and it's reverted me into a state of mine that I used to be in before I really cared about having friends, where I only really rely on myself and trust myself. Trust and love is so easily broken, and the only person you can truly have faith in is yourself, at least that's what I believe.
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Post by Signore Kai on Mar 4, 2009 18:55:21 GMT
Touching poem, I enjoyed it. Yes, things in life are fragile. But I'm an optimist. I think that the reason why they are so fragile, is to tell you, even more, that they are precious. I only have one thing to suggest: You'll listen and remember that there's no such thing as love at all. I think the "at all" would sounds nicer coupled with the previous line. After all you have a nice structure there.
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Post by danielazarc on Mar 7, 2009 0:11:09 GMT
Touching poem, I enjoyed it. Yes, things in life are fragile. But I'm an optimist. I think that the reason why they are so fragile, is to tell you, even more, that they are precious. I only have one thing to suggest: You'll listen and remember that there's no such thing as love at all. I think the "at all" would sounds nicer coupled with the previous line. After all you have a nice structure there. Yeah, I think the line before was a syllable or two too long. I could fix that, though if I added 'at all' I'd lose the rhyme. ;P Thanks though. :]
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