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A lover's knife in your hand
Blood streaming down my chest
Perfectly innocent, they say you are
And I leave under you own command,
With so many questions left a hung
And so much pain within, I cannot abide
With much more than this that you left me with
I blame you not for which you have stung,
But for the loss of anything that might have been
Had you tried. I might have been delighted,
Or at least less saddened,
If you had tried to
Help
Me from falling

Look at you, so silent.
Perhaps you're scared? Of what, I wonder.
As I have done nothing too brash or bold
Perhaps my sorrows have left you crushed
So in your defence, you crush me more,
And leave me withered and weeping,
Still gasping for the air I never really had,
The way a greedy gentleman treats a whore.

You would claim, I suppose,
That this is not the case at all
And continue to not tell me that the case may be
For it was my affection that was too high, you finally
Disclose .

I sit in my fairy garden
Amongst the shady trees, drinking tea,
And I wonder:
Do you even wish for my pardon?
Or do you find me so unalluring
That you never wish to see me alive
Again?
For when you do speak to me, you are
Merely enduring.

I do hope it is not so,
For I still love you.
And I still long for the
Delusion
That you love me too.
Another poem written in the small hours of the morning, when my brain ticks and churns. I've had some restless nights the past few days due to mental health stuff, so what better way to use my time than to create?

I often find people - friends, lovers - leave me without any sensible explanation. I am always left wondering if it is my mood disorder (and other disorders) is to be blamed. After all, who could love a lunatic but a fellow lunatic ?
So this poem applies to them; these traitors, if you wish to call them. I tend to find although I will say cruel things to them, I know I would stay loyal if they needed me. But then, most people aren't like me, most people aren't loyal because they are too busy being self-absorbed and making a drama about their lives. Ironic, is it not?

And yes, one can love ones friends. "I love you" and "I'm in love with you" are two very different things.

Have a nice day, my puppets.
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murdokdracul Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2011  Student Writer
I love how the rhymes are so subtle but still noticeable, very well done
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AhhTheHorror Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2011  Student General Artist
Thank you :heart:
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x-xSpitFirex-x Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2010  Hobbyist Photographer
this would make an excellent song, very well written :clap:
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FirmAsRock Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010
Not what I expected. There is a lovely feel to this. I'm going to ignore all the rubbish you wrote in the comments box because the poem is distinct from that. The poem is not so much a question as a state of being, not quite existensial but meandering and wondering, a little hazily at times, about connections and feelings and it is inconclusive and so it should be. :)
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AhhTheHorror Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010  Student General Artist
Well I have to write rubbish somewhere, don't I? :']
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FirmAsRock Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010
Isn't that what a journal is for? Sorry, its one of my pet peeves, I feel many people confine the readers/viewers interpretation of their art with their comments and I dislike it when anyone tries to confine my mind. I'm strange like that. :)

Its an interesting poem Alex.
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AhhTheHorror Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010  Student General Artist
Hm fair enough. I like reading artist's comments, though. :3
You could just not read them. ;]

Thank you x
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FirmAsRock Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010
I cannot not read anything. If I'm queuing up in a shop I read posters, magazine covers, choclate bar wrappers, I'm reading all the time. Everywhere, there is always something to read. You do realise that there is a creative process involved in the way others interpret your art and if you put a specific meaning on your art you put an end to that creative process. :nod:

Welcome. :D
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AhhTheHorror Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010  Student General Artist
I wish I had artist's comments for English essays. :D
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FirmAsRock Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2010
I give up. You will do as you will and so you should. I tried to guide you to the light but I can but show the way. Just a thought though, if you didn't allow yourself to rely on comments you English essays might improve. :nod: and besides what you learn in school has nothing whatsoever to do with lit.

I seem not to have given up but I will soon. :hug:

Are you doing the gallery thingy tonight or shall I do it?
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